This is the final boarding call for flight 1259
 departing from Los Angeles  final destination to St. Louis
 Thank you

 [Ice Cube]
 Damn G  the spot's gettin hot
 So how the fuck am I supposed to make a knot?
 Police looking at niggaz through a microscope
 In L.A. everybody and they momma sell dope
 They trying to stop it
 So what the fuck can I do to make a profit?
 Catch a flight to St. Louis
 That's cool, cause nobody knew us
 We stepped off the plane
 Four gang bangers, professional crack slangers
 Rented a car at wholesale
 Drove to the ghetto, and checked in a motel
 Unpacked and I grab the three-eighty
 Cause where we stayin, niggaz look shady
 But they can't fade South Central
 Cause bustin a cap is fundamental
 Checkin out every block close
 Seein which one will clock the most
 Yeah this is the one no doubt
 Bust a U Bone, and let's clear these niggaz out

 Ay ay man, whassup nigga?
 Yo, well this Lench Mob nigga!
 *gun shots*

 Now clearin em out meant casualties
 Still had the L.A. mentality
 Bust a cap, and out of there in a hurry
 Wouldn't you know, a driveby in Missouri
 Them fools got popped
 Took their corner next day, set up shop
 And it's better than slangin in the Valley
 Triple the profit makin more than I did in Cali
 Breakin off rocks like Barney Rubble
 Cause them mark-ass niggaz don't want trouble
 And we ain't on edge when we do work
 Police don't recognize the khakis and the sweatshirts
 Getting bitches and they can't stand a
 Nineteen-ninety-one Tony Montana
 Now the shit's like a war
 of gang violence, where it was never seen before
 Punks whirl when the gat bust
 Four jheri curl niggaz kickin up dust
 And some of them are even lookin up to us
 Wearing our colors and talkin that gang fuss
 Giving up much love
 Dyin for a street, that they ain't even heard of
 But other motherfuckers want to stand strong
 So you know the phrase, once again it's on

 [TV announcer]
 Top of the news tonight, gangs from South Central
 Los Angeles which are known for their driveby shootings
 have migrated into East St. Louis
 leaving three dead and two others injured
 No arrests have been made
 Police say this is a nationwide trend
 with similar incidents occuring in Texas, Michigan, and Oklahoma
 (female voice repeating in background:
 "If it can happen here, it can happen anywhere")

 [Ice Cube]
 BOOM, my homie got shot he's a goner black
 St. Louis niggaz want they corner back
 Shooting in snowy weather
 It's illegal business, niggaz still can't stick together
 Fuckin police got the four-one-one
 that L.A. ain't all, surf and sun
 But we ain't thinkin, bout the boys
 Feudin, like the Hatfields and McCoys
 Now the shit's gettin tricky
 Cause now they lookin for the colors and the khakis
 Damn, the spot's gettin hot from the battle
 About to pack up and start slangin in Seattle
 But the NARCs, raid about six in the morning
 Try to catch a nigga while he's yawnin
 Put his glock to my chest as I paused
 Went to jail in my motherfuckin drawers
 Tryin to give me, fifty-seven years
 Face'll be full of those tattooed tears
 It's the same old story and the same old nigga stuck
 And the public defender ain't givin a fuck
 The fool must be sparkin
 Talkin about a double life plea bargain
 You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand G
 Plus the Black Guerilla family
 And the white pride don't like Northside
 And it's a riot if any more niggaz die
 No parole or probation
 Now this is a young man's summer vacation
 No chance for rehabilitation
 Cause look at the motherfuckin years that I'm facin
 I'ma end it like this cause you know what's up
 My life is fucked