Dear Mama  If some people came by the house lookin for me
 I'm innocent of anything they say I done
 Now I don't know when I'll be able to write you again
 But I will be back to California to see you
 Your son  Ice mutherfucking Cube.

 [Hook]
 Keep my hand on my gun cos they got me on the run
 I swear I didn't do what they say I done (x2)

 [Verse 1]
 Ghetto destroyer  paranoia, I need a lawyer
 This bitch named Netoia, say they lookin for ya
 Got to get the fuck out of here (yeah right)
 This bitch dimmed the lights (nigga, spend the night)
 Bust a quick nut, got to fuck up and gat on
 Cos this the same street I got shot on
 So God bless Don Polla, double-s
 I gotta holla cos I'm smokin on double breath
 Freakin, niggaz be leakin, information
 Got the feds seekin, incarceration
 Niggaz say my name popped up
 Bitch hop up
 Nigga close the shop up
 They try to stop em
 My cash flow leave me asshole neck it
 Gone in sixty seconds, burn all records
 Nigga gettin skinny eating dinnies
 Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties

 [Chorus]
 Listen, these feds fishin for this extradition
 I'm on a mission, fuck em, fight em, dine em, ditch em
 I gotta kick rocks, can't pick locks
 Or spend the rest of my life in a shit-?bath

 [Verse 2]
 It's so hard to get a room without a credit card
 It's so hard not to let em know where you are
 Tried to get a rent a car
 But he laughed when I showed him cash
 Had to mash 'fore he called the feds on my ass
 Went to Vegas for the weekend
 Met a hoe down freakin
 Hey bitch, why you sneakin?
 Grabbed the paper out her hand
 Am I the man on the front page? (Fuck)
 Same height, same age (click-click)
 Rap gauge, put it down the G-way
 Got my hostage suckin sausage on the freeway
 She say "Let's hear the circle K"
 Ran inside and made the niggaz all pay
 It's like I hit the Lotto outside Colorado
 Brought it there for his wallet and my bottle
 That's my motto and I gotta warn ya
 before I'm through, I'm going back to California

 (Hook)
 (Chorus)

 [Verse 3]
 My boys you're taught at Illonois
 Set the poise, so I can infiltrate
 All fifty states
 Can't wait till I'm back on my feet
 Switch and shake this bitch in her sleep
 Low key you feds can't see me
 I'm up in D.C. with strike number three
 Clownin, made a little stock to get a little cock
 Now I got niggaz bangin and lootin rock
 I'm going back to Cali where it's bound with my strikes
 Don't give a fuck who's on the ?marin or the mic
 I should've known when I seen that motherfucker in the lobby
 looking like he wanna rob me (Fuck)
 Federal, don't like no black hetero, sexual, intellectual
 Tried to turn me into a vegetable
 An I'm 'a sue all black and blue
 When I come to- hand cuff (Fuck y'all)
 Big grey bus, scandalous
 Cos they can't stand us
 They get excited and I try to fight it (mama)
 I'm going back to Cali to show, extradited

 (Hook)
 (Chorus)

 (Ice Cube talking)
 Hey mama, when y'all send pictures you can't send a polaroid
 Got to be the regular pictures
 An' they got us in here puttin' in computer chips or something
 I don't know. Like they playin with us, it's like a game
 It ain't nuttin' but a game to them mama
 It's my life