A Gangsta's Fairytale Lyrics - Ice Cube

Once upon a time, in the black part of the city 

Yo G, yo G you better get out of here man, 5-0 

Yo Ice Cube, man 

Whassup man? 

Why you 

Whassup? 

Yo Ice Cube man, why you always kickin' the shit 

About the bitches and the niggaz? 

Why don't you kick some shit about the kids, man? 

The fuckin' kids? 

Word 

Little boys and girls, they all love me 

Come sit on the lap of I C E 

And let me tell ya a story or two 

About a punk-ass nigga I knew 

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Named Jack, he wasn't that nimble, wasn't that quick 

Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his dick 

Ran up the street 'cause he was piping hot 

Met a bitch named Jill on the bus stop 

Dropped a line or two, and he had the hoe 

At that type of shit he's a pro 

So Jack and Jill ran up the hill to catch a lil' nap 

Dumb bitch, gave him the claps 

Then he had to go see Dr. Bombay 

Got a shot in the ass, and he was on his way 

To make some money, why not? 

Down on Sesame Street, the dope spot 

There he saw the lady who lived in a shoe 

Sold dope out the front, but in back, marijuana grew 

For the man that was really important 

Who lived down the street in a Air Jordan 

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Ride to the fellow Mister Rogers and hoes 

Drove a 500 sittin' on Lorenzo's 

He broke out, Little Bo Peep, smoked out 

Saw, her and her friends sellin' sheepskins 

Yo yo I got them sheepskins 

Yo, my empty sheepskins 

Yo baby, what's up with that? 

Hickory dickory dock, it was twelve o'clock 

Cinderella ain't home must be givin' up the cock 

I don't doubt it, she is kind of freaky of course 

Had a fight with Snow White, she was fuckin' her dwarfs 

Saw a fight over colors, too 

Red Riding Hood, and Little Boy Blue 

A bad influence? Yo I don't know 

But Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the story should go 

Yeah money, that's it, yeah money, that's it 

This is Little Russ in the house 

Rock that shit homey, rock that shit 

Well, you know the rest 

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall 

With a joint, drinkin' some 8-ball 

Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville 

Lookin' for, the wolf to kill 

They're fucked up and they want revenge 

Them and Humpty used to be friends 

Now they're enemies 'cause he's a traitor 

Pulled out the Uzi cruised by and sprayed him 

Cinderella hoeing for the fellas 

And Mister Rogers is gettin' mighty jealous 

Of the cash that the pigs were makin' 

Time for the pigs to get turned to bacon 

'Cause Mister Rogers found out quick 

That Humpty Dumpty was blown to bits 

They said that the motherfuckin' wolf was next 

So Mister Rogers better watch his step 

So he let the wolf know 

We're gonna fuck up the pigs, and take their ho 

'Cause Cinderella is much too fast 

Before twelve, givin' up ass 

Double barrels all loaded and cocked 

As soon as they show, they gonna get popped 

They bailed down Sesame Street and caught 'em 

Little Boy Blue is up front givin' orders 

Little did they know Cinderella was a fink 

She called the cops and got thrown in the clink 

A bad influence? Yo, I don't know 

Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the stories should go 

Aiyyo man was that dope enough for you? 

Yeah, you aight, you in the house we outta here, see ya 

Yeah, you better go home before I whoop your little bad ass 

Some bedtime story huh? 

It's a nice place to visit but I wouldn't wanna live here 

Ay, good ol' Mother Goose, remember her? I fucked her