DJ Pooh - When Will They Shoot? lyrics

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DJ Pooh - When Will They Shoot? lyrics

[Sample] Stalking, walking in my big black boots (2x) [Ice Cube] God damn, another f**in payback with a twist Them motherf**ers shot but the punks missed Ice Cube is out-gunned, what is the outcome? Will they do me like Malcolm? Cause I bust styles, new styles, standin - strong! While, others +Run+ a +Hundred Miles+ But I never run, never will Deal with the devil with my motherf**in steel - BOOM! Media try to do me But I was a Boy-N-the-Hood before the movie, yeah Call me n***a, bigot and a spook But you the one that voted for Duke, motherf**er White man, is somethin I tried to study But I got my hands bloody, yeah They said I could sing like a Jaybird But n***a, don't say the J-word I thought they was buggin Cause to us Uncle Sam, is Hitler without an oven Burnin our black skin Buy my neighborhood - then push the crack in Doin us wrong from the first day And don't understand why a n***a got an AK Callin me an African-American Like everything is fair again, sh** Devil, you got to get the sh** right I'm black Blacker than a trillion midnights +Don't Believe the Hype+ was said in '88 By the great Chuck D, now they're tryin to f** me ".. with +No Vaseline+ Just a match and a little bit of gasoline.." - HUH! It's a great day for genocide (What's that?) That's the day all the n***as died They k**ed JFK in '63 So what the f** you think they'll do to me? But I'm the O.G. and I bust back (boom boom) Bust back (Boom boom!) peel a cap (BOOM BOOM!) Gimme room in the fire of the sun Here the mack come, here the black come, watch Jack run! Motherf**ers can't gank me f** a devil, f** a rebel, and a yankee Overrun and put the Presidency After needin that, I'm down wit O.P.P., yeah I met Farrakhan and had dinner And you ask if I'm a five-percenter, well... No, but I go where the brothers go Down with Compton Mosque, Number 54 Made a little dough, still got a sister on my elbow Did Ice Cube sell out? You say, "Hell no!" A black woman is my manager, A black woman is my manager, not in the kitchen So could you please stop b**hin? "Stalkin.. walkin in my big black boots" -] Brother J [Cube] Yeah, yeah.. "But when will they shoot?" "Stalkin.. walkin in my big black boots" -] Brother J [Cube] Yeah, yeah.. "But when will they shoot?" .. {*automatic gunfire*) [Ice Cube] You missed, and didn't hit Da Lench Mob either "Guerillas in the Mist.." without Jungle Fever But I got the fever for the flava of a cracker Not a Pringle, bust the single, here's my new jingle "Stalkin.. walkin in my big black boots" The KKK has got three-piece suits Using n***as like turkey shoots My motto is +Treat 'Em Like a Prostitute+ Now if I say no violence, devil, you won't respect mine f** the dumb sh** - and get my Tec-9 And if they approach us A-ight, a-ight - I bury those co*kroaches And if you can't deal with my +k** at Will+ Here's a new gift to get - try my +d**h Certificate+ +Amerikkka's Most+, Amerikkka's burnt - it's like toast Like Jordan, I'm goin coast to coast Dribblin the funk here comes the n***a With the motherf**in monster dunk, get off me punk! "Jordan.. watch Jordan Aiyyo yo watch Jordan .. YES!" "You better eat your Wheaties" -] M.J "Stalkin.. walkin in my big black boots" -] Brother J [Cube] Yeah, yeah.. "But when will they shoot?" "Stalkin.. walkin in my big black boots" -] Brother J [Cube] Yeah, yeah.. "But when will they shoot?" [Ice Cube] Darryl Gates got the studio surrounded Cause he don't like the n***as that I'm down with Motherf**er wanna do us Cause I like Nat, Huey, Malcolm, and Louis Most got done by a black man's bullet Give a trigger to a n***a and watch him pull it Negro a**a**-in I'mma dig a ditch, b**h, and throw yo' a** in When they shoot, no, it won't be a cracker They use somebody much blacker What I do? I called up the Geto Boy(s) crew Cause +My Mind's Playing Tricks On Me+ too Never died, surround my crib And F.O.I. makin sure nobody creep when I sleep Keep a 9 millimeter in my Jeep - PEEP! When I roll, I gots to roll deep Ain't goin out cheap Met the MADD Circle on Cypress Hill cause it's so steep They'll never get me, they'll never hit me Motherf** that sh** J-Dee Now I'm relaxed Grab the St. Ide's brew so I can max Sittin by the window cause it's so f**in hot And then I heard a shot - boom