Ice Cube - Extradition Lyrics

Writer(s) : ANDERSON, STEPHEN WILLIAM/JACKSON, O'SHEA
Artist: Ice Cube Lyrics
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Album: Track 16 on War & Peace, Volume 1 (The War Disc)
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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 **********ing Cube.

Keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
I swear I didn't do what they say I done

Ghetto destroyer paranoia, I need a lawyer
This ***** named Netoia, say they lookin' for ya
Got to get the **** out of here (yeah right)
This ***** dimmed the lights (*****, spend the night)
Bust a quick nut, got to **** up and gat on
'cause this the same street I got shot on
So God bless Don Polla, double-s
I gotta holla 'cause I'm smokin' on double breath
Freakin', *****s be leakin', information
Got the feds seekin', incarceration
*****s say my name popped up
***** hop up
***** close the shop up
They try to stop em
My cash flow leave me ******* neck it
Gone in sixty seconds, burn all records
***** 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, **** em, fight em, dine em, ditch em
I gotta kick rocks, can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a ****-?bath

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 ***
Went to Vegas for the weekend
Met a hoe down freakin'
Hey *****, why you sneakin'?
Grabbed the paper out her hand
Am I the man on the front page? (****)
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 *****s 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

Keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
I swear I didn't do what they say I done

[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 ***** 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 ****
Now I got *****s bangin' and lootin' rock
I'm going back to Cali where it's bound with my strikes
Don't give a **** who's on the ?marin or the mic
I should've known when I seen that ************ in the lobby
Looking like he want to rob me (****)
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 (**** y'all)
Big grey bus, scandalous
'cause they can't stand us
They get excited and I try to fight it (mama)
I'm going back to Cali to show, extradited

Keep my hand on my gun 'cause they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
I swear I didn't do what they say I done

[Chorus]

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 nothin' but a game to them mama
It's my life


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