A nigga that's livin in the city of the criminal zone
 One time can't keep the law in order
 cos everybody's goin crazy for a quarter
 You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area
 The way I'm talkin I'm scarin ya
 I'm darin ya to raise hell and bail and brag and sag
 or beat down for ya flag
 Cos if you is or you ain't a gangbanger
 Keep one in the chamber
 Cos you'll get them thangs put on ya son
 Ice Cube has got the 4-1-1
 All the ol' school house fellows are crooks
 So I get jealous looks
 They keep thinkin did my hair grow?
 Will the boys 'n' the hood have to beat down Ice Cube?
 Hell no, I'll static son, you'll see it's okay
 I keep my 9 anyway
 for the day one of my homies wanna squab
 I'm still rollin wit The Lench Mob

 (AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted)

 Back in the day I dip my shirt in dirt
 Sometimes I got away clean, sometimes people got hurt
 But if you know me, you know that I'm liable
 to bust a cap cos it's all about survival of the fittest
 I'm a menace crook
 I did so much dirt I need to be in the Guinness Book
 From the shit I took from people
 I reap all your fat shit, jack
 Back to the criminals sect
 I leave crew after crew but they can't catch me yet
 Cos I'm slick as slippery
 They can't get wit me, cops ain't shit to me
 I can't dig a pig so I drop the dogs
 and sweat em like sweathogs
 and get mad, mad cos I'm the nigga that flaunt it
 AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted

 Aiyo, here's what the poster read:
 'Ice Cube is wanted dead'
 That's all it said
 I put heads to bed and fled the scene wit all the green
 Hear shots and si-reens
 When I feet first they yo' rings, now they my rings
 So give it up punk and then I just
 put another jack in progress
 It's the American way
 cos I'm the G-A-N-G-S-T-A
 Ice Cube - a motherfuckin clepto
 and tried to catch the early bird but they slept, so
 who gets the worm?
 And if I'm caught in a trap
 you know I'ma beat the wack
 with a payoff, cop gotta lay off
 FBI on my dick, stay off!
 I'm not a rebel or a renegade on a quest
 I'm a nigga with a 'S' on his chest
 so get the Kryptonite cos I'm a rip tonight
 Cos I'm scarin ya, wanted by America

 (Aiyo Cube man, they on your ass)

 Word, but who the fuck has heard?
 It's time to take a trip to the suburbs
 Let em see a nigga invasion
 Point blank for the caucasian
 Cock the hammer then crackle, smile
 Take me to your house, pal
 Got to the house, my pockets got fat, see
 Crack the safe, got the money and the jewellry
 Three weeks later, I'm at the P-A-D
 Had a little fly ass bitch wit me
 Sittin in a dig, yo it couldn't be
 (Whattup G?) Saw my face on TV
 Damn (oh shit!) I didn't know I lucked out
 Struck out, I gotta get the fuck out
 Pack my bags and tried to hit the dough when
 the ol' bitch down the street must've turned me in
 Cos the feds was out there ten deep
 I got hassled and gaffled in the back seat
 I think back when I was robbin my own kind
 The police didn't pay it no mind
 But when I start robbin the white folks
 Now I'm in the pen wit the soap-on-a-rope
 I said it before and I'll still taught it
 Every motherfucker with a colour is most wanted