featuring Chuck D, Ice Cube, Ice-T, MC Lyte



[Ice-T]

That's fucked up... where your bodyguards at Godfather?

Chillin



[Chuck D]

You know, every now and then

I think people want to hear something from us, nice and easy

But there's just one thing you see

We never (never) ever (ever) do (do) nothin nice and easy

We always gotta do it hard and rough

We're gonna take the meaning of this song, and make it hard

But at the same time, we're gonna do the style rough (rough)

And we're bout to let you know that we (can't) can't get with censorship

And the bottom line is that the sticka ain't shit

Hit me off one



The boom, the boom, the boom



Verse One: Chuck D



Ha! I take the sticka, wear it like a badge you can pick a

Buckwild style raw like a hardcore Jack the Ripper

Can't take away my freedom I'm, gettin some

Run run against censorship like a slave ship

I'm having none of this racist, hit or miss

I'm like a doc on the rock, I gotta cut it off

I won't let em off and don't forget em

Remember the Feds said to a nigga, "Go get him"

And all I got left is a swift def rough rhythm and rhyme

and a piece of my mind, yo!

And now I got a little help from my friends

Cause you know I can't do it myself

Can I get some help? (Yes yes you can!)

Ah can I get some help? (Yes yes you can!)

Ah can I get some help, y'all? (Yes yes you can!)

Well, can I get another (the boom) boom (the boom)

Boom (the boom) boom (the boom) boom



We laugh at the sticka, ha ha ha sticka (Repeat 3X)

C'mon Terminator can I get another hit? (Yeah)



We laugh at the sticka, ha ha ha sticka (Repeat 3X)

So here's another motherfucker kickin that shit!



Verse Two: Ice-T



Bang, motherfucker, bang, I kick street slang

Cause this is a G Thang so I'ma let my nuts hang

Nigga; I pull the trigga, blow out your fuckin guts

Violent? Yeah, I'm the LA MC tyrant

Huh, the bigga the sticka the bigga the bank, thanks

I gank punks, funk trunks and give a fuck bout what a censor think

Ice nigga, Ice nigga step and die twice nigga

Rollin with the X, yo censor this, bitch!

I rock the ill rhymes, you trip you get flatlined

It's war time, soft MC's hear a beat and it's bore time

Yo, no pretendin, I'm independent

Cause I kill cops yo nigga Warner got dropped



We laugh at the sticka, ha ha ha sticka (Repeat 3X)

So here's another motherfucker kickin that shit!



Verse Three: MC Lyte



Yeah! You say sticka, I say 'Who gives a fuck?'

I don't front, I do what I want and I'm runnin amuck

"Don't do this, accentuate the positive"

You want Positive? I'll show you where that nigga live

Cause if I'm positive, it's cause I choose to be that way

Not cause you told me to, cause this ain't no Simon Say

It's representin that I like it like this

Two shits, three fucks, and one bad motherfuckin bitch



(Ha ha ha sticka. So here's another motherfucker kickin that shit)



Verse Four: Ice Cube



How the fuck you think you're gonna stop me with a sticka? (Bitch)

I'm under twenty-one still gettin liquor

Buckin niggaz down on Sega

Now I got my nine like Arnold Schwarzeneggar

Terminator X rock and roll, if you're able (Yep)

Checkin out the Playboy Channel on cable

Wish I had a missile like they showed on CNN Desert Storm

I'm just gettin warm

Kill em and kill em and then watch it drop

And they'll let me, blame it on Tupac

Say 2 Live Crew, and you jerk out

Show the same amount of ass on the Jane Fonda workout

You wish I was in church, in the right attire

To see Jimmy Swaggart, fuck the whole choir (Wassup)

How the fuck you think you gonna punk me?

When Elvis was a motherfuckin junkie!

A fat ass slob and a tramp

Now we need to put Cypress Hill on a stamp

From my nigga Ice-T, all the way to Chuck D

See, we down and you can't seem to fuck me

With a sticka so now I guess ya figure

You'll have to kill a nigga, and that's when it's on



(Bitch