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Two To The Head Lyrics - Featuring... Ice Cube - Ice Cube

Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen 

Let's get together and give a great big round of applause to 

To a new group 

 

Ah, shit, Scarface is on the mix 

So, yo, suck a nigga dick 

Or make a nigga rich or somethin', bitch 

 

See, I come from the place known as the South Park Zone 

Talkin' shit, ain't into clickin' take your punk ass home 

'Cause I'm the type of nigga that'll chuck 

Hit you in the chest with a motherfuckin' tec and watch you jump 

 

So die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die 

Look deep into the eyes of a killer smokin', fry 

One nigga you can't fuck wit 

'Cause I'm a born killer with the mind of a lunatic 

 

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So bring in body bags when I start bangin' 

'Cause I'm leavin' motherfuckers laid out with they brains hangin' 

Straight gettin' down for mine 

And I'll fuck up a bitch 'cause I don't mind dyin' 

 

So feel me, drill me put a bullet in my head 

But yo, you can't kill me 'cause I'm already dead 

Scarface goin' psycho, yeah 

Play pussy, get fucked and take two to your head 

 

I'm Bushwick Bill but call me Chuckie 

5th ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me 

'Cause I'm known to pull your skull out 

Grip a motherfucker by his neck and gouge his fuckin' eyes out 

 

I'm insane by a long shot, hey 

Chuckwick Bill a.k.a Charles Libre 

A short nigga with some long nuts 

Drop you dead in your bed, now I'm ready for a long fuck 

 

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Necromance that ass for a minute 

And split that motherfuckin' clique when I'm finished 

You punk bitches be retreatin' 

Freddy and Jason runnin' home with their mouths bleedin' 

 

So welcome to the slaughterhouse trance 

5th ward Texas Chuckie's concentration camp 

You punk motherfuckers fled 

And those who didn't make it got two to the fuckin' head 

 

Buck him down, buck him down, come again 

Two to the chin, Ice Cube'll blast they ass 'til the end 

With my pistol, runnin' from da lench mob 

Is how you survive in south central 

 

Kick the instrumental, run and get your bigger crew 

'Cause it's judgment day and Ice Cube is terminigga 2 

Pow, pow, buck, buck, pow, buck 

Your name is Stucky Mack, now you realize that you're fucked 

 

Two to the brain, I leave a migraine 

Have you coolin' like a vegetable but you're not edible 

It's the incredible, buck your ass from head to toe 

Audi 5000, don't wait for the feds to show 

 

'Cause they'll have me go up, up the river 

Where the white boys'll try to make a nigga 

Walk, walk the plank, got the shank, hide the tape 

Around the handle, gotta let 'em know what I stand for 

 

In the chow line, now is the time 

See the trustee, walk up from behind 

Real quick, shank, shank, leave his ass red 

Motherfucker dead from two to the head 

 

See where I come from the crime rate only rises 

The murderers disguise in all ages shapes and sizes 

Bitches picked up and dicked up, niggaz they gettin' stuck up 

Give up what you got or get your ass shut the fuck up 

 

Run 'em down and gun 'em down, yeah, that's how we do it 

Niggaz get killed and then filled with embalmin' fluid 

Step to the niggaz that I'm checkin', pull out the tec 

And I reckon you'll get murdered in a second 

 

Bang with the nine, boom with the pow 

Motherfuckers are fallin' and crawlin' on the ground 

Snitches get stitches, bitches that act snotty 

Inside the parties even the hotties get turned to bodies 

 

Now I heard, they got other places that's similar 

But I represent, New York, you fuck around, I'm killin' ya 

A whole block of cops patrollin' when I'm rollin' 

And if my pockets are swollen, you know, somebody sick I've stolen 

 

Yeah, you niggaz get ripped when my clip goes in the 

S M I T H W E double S O N or the reliable revolver 

And like I said before, it's the motherfuckin' problem solver 

 

So bring it on nigga, get brave 

It's plenty motherfuckers gettin' sent to early graves 

'Cause when a nigga gets fed 

Then all you motherfuckers get two to the fuckin' head 

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