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My Summer Vacation Lyrics - Death Certificate - Ice Cube

[Airline Attendant] 

This is the final boarding call for flight 1259 

departing from Los Angeles, final destination to St. Louis 

Thank you 

 

[Ice Cube] 

Damn G, the spot's gettin hot 

So how the fuck am I supposed to make a knot? 

Police looking at niggaz through a microscope 

In L.A. everybody and they momma sell dope 

They trying to stop it 

So what the fuck can I do to make a profit? 

Catch a flight to St. Louis 

That's cool, cause nobody knew us 

We stepped off the plane 

Four gang bangers, professional crack slangers 

Rented a car at Wholesale 

Drove to the ghetto, and checked in a motel 

Unpacked and I grabbed the 3.80 

Cos where we staying, niggaz look shady 

But they can't fade South Central 

Cos busting a cap is fundamental 

Peeping out every block close 

Seeing which one will clock the most 

Yeah, this is the one, no doubt 

Bust a U Bone, and let's clear these niggaz out 

 

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"Hey! Hey man! Whassup nigga? 

This is Lynch Mob nigga" (tires squeal) 

 

Now clearing them out meant casualties 

Still had the L.A. mentality 

Bust a cap, and outta there in a hurry 

Wouldn't you know, a drive-by in Missouri 

Them fools got popped 

Took their corner next day, set up shop 

And it's better than slanging in the Valley 

Triple the profit making more than I did in Cali 

Breaking up rocks like Barney Rubble 

Cos them mark-ass niggaz don't want trouble 

And we ain't on edge when we do work 

Police don't recognize the khakis and the sweatshirts 

Getting bitches and they can't stand a 

1991 Tony Montana 

Now the shit's like a war - Gang violence 

where it was never seen before 

Punks run when the gats bust 

4 jheri curled niggaz kicking up dust 

And some of them are even looking up to us 

Wearing our colors and talking that gang Fuck, 

giving up much much love 

Dying for a street that they ain't never heard of 

But other motherfuckers want to stand strong 

So you know the phrase, "once again it's on..." 

 

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[TV Newscaster] 

At the top of the news tonight: 

A gang from South Central Los Angeles, which are known for their drive-by shootings, 

have migrated into east St. Louis leaving 3 dead and 2 others injured. No arrests have 

been made. Police say this is a nation-wide trend, with similar incidents occurring in 

Texas, Michigan, and Oklahoma. 

 

(female voice repeating in background: 

"If it can happen here, it can happen anywhere") 

 

BOOM, my homie got shot he's a gonner black 

St. Louis niggaz want they corner back 

Shooting in snowy weather 

It's illegal business, niggaz still can't stick together 

Fuckin police got the 411 

that L.A. ain't all, surf and sun 

But we ain't thinking bout them boys 

Feudin, like the Hatfields and McCoys 

Now the shit's gettin tricky 

Cuz now they looking for tha colorz and the Dickie's 

Damn, the spot's getting hot from the battle 

I'm about to pack up and start slinging in Seattle 

But the NARCs, raid about six in the morning 

Try to catch a nigga while he's yawnin 

Put his glock to my chest as I paused 

Went to jail in my motherfuckin drawers 

Tryin to give me, fifty-seven years 

Face'll be full of those tattooed tears 

It's the same old story and the same old nigga stuck 

And the public defender ain't givin a fuck 

The fool must be sparkin 

Talkin about a double life plea bargain 

You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand G 

Plus the Black Guerilla family 

And the white pride don't like Northside 

And it's a riot if any more niggaz die 

No parole or probation 

Now this is a young man's Summer Vacation 

No chance for rehabilitation 

Cuz look at the muthafucking years that I'm facing 

I'ma end it like this cuz you know what's up 

My life is fucked 

 

"Police eat a dick, straight up" 

 

[Pig 1] 

"Look here you little goddamn nigger, 

you're not gatling nobody, you fuckin' understand me?! 

That's right, now get down on the goddamn 

ground! NOW! Fuckin' move! NOOWW!" 

 

[Pig 2] 

"Let me take a shot at him!" 

 

[Pig 1] 

"We gonna do you like King (What goddamn King?) 

Rodney King, Martin Luther King, and all the 

goddamn kings of Africa!" 

 

[Ice Cube] 

"Look out motherfucka!" (3 gunshots) 

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