We Had To Tear This Mothafucka Up Lyrics - Ice Cube

("Peace, quiet and good order will be maintained in our city 

to the best of our ability. Riots, melees and disturbances 

of the peace are against the interests of all our people; and 

therefore cannot be permitted.") 

("The jury found that they were all not guilty, not guilty...") 

("We've been told that all along Crenshaw Boulevard 

that there's a series of fires. A lot of looting is going on. 

A disaster area, obviously.") 

("The jury found that they were all not guilty, not guilty...") 

[Cube] Make it rough 

("A lot of activity continues here at this command post.") 

[Cube] Make it rough! 

("We have sporadic fires, throughout the city of Los Angeles.") 

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[Verse 1] 

Not guilty, the filthy, devils tried to kill me 

When the news get to the hood the niggaz will be 

hotter than cayenne pepper, cuss, bust 

Kickin up dust is a must 

I can't trust, a cracker in a blue uniform 

Stick a nigga like a unicorn 

Born, wicked, Laurence, Powell, foul 

Cut his fuckin throat and I smile 

Go to Simi Valley and surely 

somebody knows the address of the jury 

Pay a little visit, "Who is it?" (Ohh it's Ice Cube) 

"Can I talk to the grand wizard," then boom! 

Make him eat the barrel, modern day feral 

Now he's zipped up like leather tuscadero 

Pretty soon we'll catch Sergeant Koon 

Shoot him in the face, run up in him with a broom- 

-stick, prick, devils ain't shit 

Introduce his ass to the AK-40 dick 

Two days niggaz layed in the cut 

To get some respect we had to tear this muthafucka up 

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{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

[Cube] Make it rough 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

[Verse 2] 

I gotta mac-10 for Officer Wind 

Damn his devil ass need to be shipped back to Kansas 

in a casket, crew cut faggot 

Now he ain't nothin but food for the maggots 

Lunch, punch, Hawaiin, lyin 

Niggas ain't buyin, ya story, bore me 

Tearin up shit with fire, shooters, looters 

Now I got a laptop computer 

I told you it would happened and you heard it, read it 

But all you can call me was anti-semitic 

Regret it? Nope, said it? Yep 

Listen to my big black boots as I step 

Niggaz had to break you off somethin, give Bush a push 

But your National Guard ain't hard 

You had to get Rodney to stop me, cause you know what? 

We woulda to' this muthafucka up 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

[Cube] Make it rough 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

[Cube] Ay Muggs, make it rough! 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

[Verse 3] 

It's on, "Gone With the Wind" 

and I know white men can't dunk, now I'm stealin blunts 

And a cake from Betty Crocker, Orville Reddenbacher 

Don't fuck with the black-owned stores but hit the Foot Lockers 

Steal, motherfuck Fire Marshall Bill 

Oh what the hell, throw the cocktail, I smell smoke 

Got the fuck out, Ice Cube lucked out 

My nigga had his truck out, didn't get stuck out 

in front of that store with the Nikes and Adidas 

Oh Jesus, Western Surplus got the heaters 

Meet us, so we can get the 9's and the what-nots 

Got the Mossberg with the double eyed buckshot 

Ready for Darryl, and like Beretta would say 

keep your eye on the barrel, a sparrow 

Don't do the crime if you can't do the time 

But I'm rollin, so that's a fucked up slogan 

The Hogan's, Heroes, spotted the guerilla 

by the Sizzler, hittin up police killer 

The super-duper nigga that'll buck 

We had to tear this muthafucka up, so what the fuck!?! 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

[Cube] Huh, make it rough! 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

[Cube] Yo Muggs, make it rough 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

[Cube] Huh, make it rough 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

[Cube] Enough! 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

{"Wroooooooooong nigga to FUCK WITH!"} 

("Not guilty verdicts for Stacey Koon, Laurence Powell, Timothy 

Wind, and Theodore Briseno. The four officers accused of beating 

motorist Rodney King.")