Ice Cube ☆ No Vaseline

Got damn, I’m glad ya’ll set it offUsed to be hard, now you’re just wet and softFirst you was down with the AKAnd now I see you on a video with Michelle
Lookin’ like straight pozasI saw it comin’, that’s why I went soloAnd kept on stompin’When ya’ll mothafuckers moved straight outta Compton
Livin’ with the whites, one big houseAnd not another nigga in siteI started off with too much cargoDropped four niggas now I’m makin’ all the dough
White man just rulin’The niggas with attitudes, who ya foolin’?Ya’ll niggas just phonyI put that on my mama and my dead homeys
Yella boy’s on your team, so you’re losin’Ay yo, Dre, stick to producin’Callin’ me Arnold, but you been a dickEazy E saw your ass and went in it quick
You got jealous when I got my own companyBut I’m a man, and ain’t nobody helpin’ meTryin’ to sound like Amerikkka’s MostYou could yell all day but you don’t come close
‘Cuz you know I’m the one that flownYa done run 100 miles, but you still got one to goWith the L E N C H M O B, and ya’ll disgrace the C P T’Cuz you’re gettin’ fucked out your green by a white boyWith no Vaseline
Now you’re gettin’ done without VaselineNow you’re gettin’ done without VaselineNow you’re gettin’ done without VaselineDamn, it feels good to see people on it
The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin’Who gives a fuck about a punk-ass villain?You’re gettin’ fucked real quickAnd Eazy’s dick, is smellin’ like MC Ren’s shit
Tried to tell you a year agoBut Willie D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, soI couldn’t stop you from gettin’ gankedNow let’s play big-bank-take-little-bank
Tried to dis Ice Cube, it wasn’t worth it’Cuz the broomstick fit your ass so perfectCut my hair and I’ll cut them balls’Cuz I heard you’re, like givin’ up the drawers
Gang-banged by your manager, fellaGettin’ money out your ass, like a mothafuckin’ ready tellerGivin’ up the dollar billsNow they got the villain with a purse and high-heels
So don’t believe what Ren say’Cuz he’s goin’ out like Kunte KinteBut I got a whip for ya TobyUsed to be my homey, now you act like you don’t know me
It’s a case of divide and conquer’Cuz you let a Jew break up my crewHouse nigga gotta run and hideYellin’ Compton, but you moved to Riverside
So don’t front, MC Ren’Cuz I remember when you drove a B 2-10Broke as a mothafuckin’ jokeLet you on the scene to back up the Verse Team
It ain’t my fault, one nigga got smartand they rippin’ your asshole apartBy takin’ your green, oh yeahThe Villain does get fucked with no Vaseline
Now you’re gettin’ done without Vaseline
I never have dinner with the PresidentI never have dinner with the PresidentI never have dinner with the PresidentAnd when I see your ass again, I’ll be hesitant
Now I think you a snitchThrow a house nigga in a ditchHalf-pint bitch, fuckin’ your homeboysYou little maggot Eazy E turned faggot
With your manager, fellaFuckin’ MC Ren, Dr Dre and YellaBut if they were smart as meEazy E would be hangin’ from a tree
With no VaselineJust a match and a little bit of gasolineLight ’em up, burn ’em up, flame onTill that Jheri curl is gone
On a permanent vacationOff the Massa plantationHeard you both got the same bank accountDumb nigga, what you thinkin’ ’bout?
Get rid of that Devil real simplePut a bullet in his temple’Cuz you can’t be the Nigga 4 Life crewWith a white Jew tellin’ you what to do
Pullin’ wools with your scamsNow I gotta play the Silence of the LambsWith a midget who’s a punk tooTryin’ to fuck me, but I’d rather fuck you
Eric Wright, punk, always into somethin’Gettin’ fucked at nightBy Mista ShitpackerBend over for the goddamn cracker, no Vaseline!