You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It.
[Verse 1: Ice Cube:]
I know you like to see me doin' bad
But I'm doin' good, fuck the police that's rollin' through my neighborhood
Fuckin' peaker wood see me in the 5 speed
I don't care if his muthafuckin' eyes bleed "Yeah yeah!"
This is my weed, this is my world
Don't get mad when you see them hundred spokes twirl
Candied out while you spit yo' last on the pearl
The Don Dada, I'm hotter than holly watta
I Wish I was your baby father 'cause I got a fuckin' head on my shoulder
& led in my holster, face on the poster
The kinda nigga that you wanna get close ta'
But you can't so you start the lyin'
Just like that nigga that think he dyin'
Get ta cryin' snitchin' & testifyin'
To all my people if I'm talkin' 'about your baby mama
When she meet Ice Cube tell her save the drama.
[Chris Rock:]
Yo Cube, I'm gon' have all the bitches here.
--You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It--
Yo man fuck them bitches, they ain't call me back
'Cause I just paged my auntie.
--You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It--
[Ice Cube]
Tell your mama, tell your daddy, tell your auntie.
--You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It--
Tell your cousin, tell your sister, if she want me.
--You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It--
[Verse 2: Ice Cube:]
I'm a be as real as I can with this
Not just the fake analyst on canabis, who only say that the world is
Scandalist, without findin' out a way to handle this
Dismantle this, either with the rhyme or the fist.
How the fuck we get in the belly of this bitch?
I be rich if it wasn't for the snitch
Lyin' to the enemies, wild conspiracies
I'm a say this 'til the day that I die
7 35's bring on bitches lies
While you bullshitin' I'm hard hittin' like
2Pac, I keep spittin' 'til my heart stop
Young niggas tryin' to tell me that I'm played
Once they say you played, nigga you must be payed
Pushin' weight since the 10th grade do my thing
Got more plaques than Jordan got rings, nigga sayin'.
[Chris Rock:]
Yo Cube, I got the new Biz 9000.
--You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It--
I got the Playstation in the windshield nigga!
--You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It---
[Ice Cube:]
Tell your mama, tell your daddy, tell your auntie.
--You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It--
Tell your cousin, tell your sister, if she want me.
--You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It--
[Verse 3: Ice Cube:]
I hate to see your ass comin' "Yep" with your mouth runnin'
Talkin' 'about somethin' "What?" that ain't meanin' nothin'
'About your second cousin who be always buzzin'
Where she was or wasn't, who she now fuckin'
Stories by the dozen Punch you got the sequel "What?"
To let you tell it Randy Moss is your people
It's evident, your ass lie like the president
But stretch marks on your mouth is the evidence [laugh]
How the fuck can your friends be the benjamins?! "Punk"
& your little ass car's full of fender benz
There you go on the stand with your hand up "lyin'"
Testifyin' about a man that's in handcuffs
We should do you like the Mack said
& if he lie like a crackhead pop 'em like a black head
Let him ooze, let him loose
Let him lie by his muthafuckin' ass on the news. "Yeah yeah"
[Chris Rock:]
Yo Cube, check out this ring, 69 karots.
--You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It--
It's Kryptonite nigga, Kryptonite!
--You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It--
[Ice Cube:]
Tell your mama, tell your daddy, tell your auntie.
--You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It--
Tell your cousin, tell your sister, if she want me.
--You Ain't Gotta Lie Ta Kick It--
{repeat last 4 lines}
[Chris Rock - ad lib outro...]
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