Only One Me Lyrics - Ice Cube

That's some gangsta shit 

Check the original, y'all niggas digital 

The pyroclastic flow, this insane 

Motherfuckers love me 

Young ass niggas they wanna thug for me 

Wish I was they Godfather, sell drugs for me 

But all they can do is tap cuz for me 

Look homie, you can be my crony 

If you figure how to get a check out of Sony 

Oh Lord, thought I watch preaching to the choir 

When I'm in this pool, bet I might catch on fire 

Ass full of gas, do you got a lighter? 

Hand full of ass, why should I retire 

The shit I spit might inspire a messiah 

To throw these lies in a lake full of fire 

Ain't nothing flier than my fuckin' rims and my tires 

And a word to the wise, you better fuckin' recognize 

That I been on the block since bitches did the wop 

Since Floyd and Damian kept rocks in they socks, nigga 

Taught 2Pac how to keep it gangster 

I showed Biggie Smalls how to release his anger 

Who came before me? Melle Mel, Ice T 

King T, KRS and the homie Chuck D 

P.E, DMC, nigga know your history 

If Cube ain't top 3, then you's a bitch to me 

Ice Cube, the name will live in infamy 

Ask the young nigga that invented Eazy-E 

West Coast bitch, yeah that's all me 

With Too Short and the D-R-E 

We made it too hard, check our family tree 

See you try to make a snapple out of all them bad apples 

Nigga 'nough 

Leave you baffled then, careful then 

Running through your house like it's a motherfuckin' raffle 

I'm a asshole with tabasco, you the last hoe I would ask for 

If I had to leave your house walked into a ho house 

The drink that I pour out, the weed that I blow out 

It's all for my nigga Big Hurt, when I show out 

Picture this in a frame, get tore out 

When I wanna go out, red carpets get rolled out 

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There's a lot of you's, there's only one me 

They are not confused by a wannabe 

There's a lot of you's, there's only one me 

They are not confused by a wannabe 

Original, original, I'm the prototype 

Original, original, he the copy right 

Original, original, I'm the prototype 

Original, original, he the copy right 

So what you from the gutter 

We all had to struggle if you got a black mother 

We all had to scrap with our uncles and our brothers 

Bedroom window, no curtains, used covers 

Motherfucker always claim to be the hardest 

But these motherfuckers never claim to be the smartest 

I'm a artist that'll paint your rigor mortis 

You silly rabbit nigga, here come the tortoise 

Fast is smooth and smooth is slow 

And that's how you get it, 20 years in a row 

Advance how you get 20 years in a hole 

Bet 10 that you ass ain't got no soul 

Grab that cold ass white men steel 

Cap peels, run like an oil spill 

Big drills, found him in the landfill 

You got 30 years but you my man still 

Fuck them tears, Tony Montana 

Caught you in Montana, extradited to Atlanta 

This ain't the banana nigga, this is Alabama 

Nail in your coffin when the judge rock the hammer, nigga 

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There's a lot of you's, there's only one me 

They are not confused by a wannabe 

There's a lot of you's, there's only one me 

They are not confused by a wannabe 

Original, original, I'm the prototype 

Original, original, he the copy right 

Original, original, I'm the prototype 

Original, original, he the copy right 

Gangsta Shit!