Ice Cube - How To Survive In South Central Lyrics
And now, the wonderous world of..Hey, come to los angeles!You and your family can have peace and tranquility.Enjoy the refinement..Hey bone, hey nigga where you at though?Hello, my name is elaine --And Ill be your tour guide through south central los angeles[ice cube]How to survive in south central (what you do? )A place where bustin a cap is fundamentalNo, you cant find the shit in a handbookTake a close look, at a rap crookRule number one: get yourself a gunA nine in your assll be fineKeep it in your glove comparmentCause jackers (yo) they love to start shitNow if youre white you can trust the policeBut if youre black they aint nothin but beastsWatch out for the killDont make a false move and keep your hands on the steering wheelAnd dont get smartAnswer all questions, and thats your first lessonOn stayin aliveIn south central, yeah, thats how you surviveHi this is elaine again.Are you enjoying your stay in south central los angeles,Or is somebody taking your things? have you witneesed a driveby?Okay, make sure you have your camcorder readyTo witness the extracurricular activities on blacks by the police,So you and your family can enjoy this tape, over and over again.This is los angeles. this is los angeles.[ice cube]Rule number two: dont trust nobodyEspecially a *****, with a hookers bodyCause it aint nuttin but a trapAnd femalesll get jacked and kidnappedYoull wind up deadJust to be safe dont wear no blue or redCause most niggaz get gotIn either l.a., compton or wattsPissed-off black human beingsSo I think you better skip the sight-seeingAnd if youre nuttin but a markMake sure that youre in before darkBut if you need some affection mateMake sure the ***** aint a section eightCause if so thats a monkey-wrench hoeAnd you wont survive in south centralNow you realize its not all that its cracked up to be.You realize that its *****ed up!It aint nothin like the shit you saw on tv.Palm trees and blonde *****es?Id advise to you to pack your shit and get the ***** on;Punk mother*****er!And you need your ass straight smokedYo I wanna say whassup to dj chilly chillSir jinx, aiyyo cube these mother*****ers dont know what time it isSo show these mother*****ers whats happeninTell these mother*****ers, dont ***** around in south centralGod damnit![ice cube]Rule number three: dont get caught upCause niggaz are doing anything thats thought upAnd they got a viceOn everything from dope, to stolen merchandiseWe discernCause south central l.a., is one big yearnWaitin for a brother like you to catch a diseaseAnd start slangin kisTo an undercover or the wrong brotherAnd theyll smother, a out of town mother*****erSo dont take your life for grantedCause its the craziest place on the planetIn l.a. heroes dont fly through the sky of starsThey live behind barsSo everybodys doin a little dirtAnd its the youngsters puttin in the most workSo be alert and stay calmAs you enter, the concrete vietnamYou say, the strong surviveShit, the strong even die, in south centralYeah you *****es, you think I forgot about your ass,You tramp-ass hoes? you better watch out.And for you so called baller-ass niggaz,You know what time it is. south central aint no joke.Got to keep your gat at all times mother*****ers.Better keep one in the chamber and nine in the clip God damnit.Youll sho get got, just like that.This aint no joke mother*****ers.Now I wanna send a shout-out to e-dog, the engineer,Puttin his two cents in..This is los angeles.
