Текст песни: Ice Cube - No Vaseline



Got damn, I`m glad ya`ll set it off.

Used to be hard, now you`re just wet and soft.

First you was down with the AK,

and now I see you on a video with Michel`le?

Lookin` like straight bozos.

I saw it comin`, that`s why I went solo.

And kept on stompin`,

when ya`ll mothafuckers moved straight outta Compton.

Livin` with the whites, one big house,

and not another nigga in site.

I started off with too much cargo,

dropped four niggas now I`m makin` all the dough.

White man just rulin`.

The Niggas With Attitudes -- who ya foolin`?

Ya`ll niggas just phony,

I put that on my mama and my dead homeys.

Yella Boy`s on your team, so you`re losin`;

Ay yo Dre, stick to producin`.

Callin` me Arnold, but you Been-a-dick;

Eazy E saw your ass and went in it quick.

You got jealous when I got my own company,

but I`m a man, and ain`t nobody helpin` me.

Tryin` to sound like Amerikkka`s Most,

you could yell all day but you don`t come close.

Cuz you know I`m the one that flown,

ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go.

With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and ya`ll disgrace the C-P-T.

Cuz you`re gettin` fucked out your green by a white boy,

with no vaseline...



[Refrain]

[L.L. sample:] "Now you`re gettin` done without vaseline..." [3x]

[Biz Markie sample:] "Damn, it feels good to see people...on it"



The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin`,

who gives a fuck about a punk-ass villain?

You`re gettin` fucked real quick,

and Eazy`s dick, is smellin` like MC Ren`s shit.

Tried to tell you a year ago,

but Willie D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, so

I couldn`t stop you from gettin` ganked,

now let`s play big-bank-take-little-bank.

Tried to dis Ice Cube, it wasn`t worth it

cuz the broomstick fit your ass so perfect.

Cut my hair and I`ll cut them balls,

cuz I heard you`re, like, givin` up the drawers.

Gang-banged by your manager, fella,

gettin` money out your ass, like a mothafuckin` Ready Teller.

Givin` up the dollar bills,

now they got the Villain with a purse and high-heels.

So don`t believe what Ren say,

cuz he`s goin` out like Kunte Kinte,

but I got a whip for ya Toby;

used to be my homey, now you act like you don`t know me.

It`s a case of divide-and-conquer,

cuz you let a Jew break up my crew.

House nigga gotta run and hide,

yellin` Compton, but you moved to Riverside.

So don`t front, MC Ren, cuz I remember when you drove a B 2-10.

Broke as a mothafuckin` joke.

Let you on the scene to back up the Verse Team.

It ain`t my fault, one nigga got smart,

and they rippin` your asshole apart.

By takin` your green, oh yeah,

the Villain does get fucked with no vaseline.



[Refrain scratched]



I never have dinner with the President.

I never have dinner with the President.

I never have dinner with the President.

And when I see your ass again, I`ll be hesitant.

Now I think you a snitch,

throw a house nigga in a ditch.

Half-pint bitch, fuckin` your homeboys.

You little maggot; Eazy E turned faggot.

With your manager, fella,

fuckin` MC Ren, Dr. Dre, and Yella.

But if they were smart as me,

Eazy E would be hangin` from a tree.

With no vaseline, just a match and a little bit of gasoline.

Light `em up, burn `em up, flame on...

till that Jheri curl is gone.

On a permanent vacation, off the Massa plantation.

Heard you both got the same bank account,

dumb nigga, what you thinkin` bout?

Get rid of that Devil real simple, put a bullet in his temple.

Cuz you can`t be the Nigga 4 Life crew

with a white Jew tellin` you what to do.

Pullin` wools with your scams, now I gotta play the Silence of the Lambs.

With a midget who`s a punk too,

tryin` to fuck me, but I`d rather fuck you.

Eric Wright, punk, always into somethin`, gettin` fucked at night.

By Mista Shitpacker, bend over for the gotdamn cracker, no vaseline...

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Got damn, I`m glad ya`ll set it off.

Used to be hard, now you`re just wet and soft.

First you was down with the AK,

and now I see you on a video with Michel`le?

Lookin` like straight bozos.

I saw it comin`, that`s why I went solo.

And kept on stompin`,

when ya`ll mothafuckers moved straight outta Compton.

Livin` with the whites, one big house,

and not another nigga in site.

I started off with too much cargo,

dropped four niggas now I`m makin` all the dough.

White man just rulin`.

The Niggas With Attitudes -- who ya foolin`?

Ya`ll niggas just phony,

I put that on my mama and my dead homeys.

Yella Boy`s on your team, so you`re losin`;

Ay yo Dre, stick to producin`.

Callin` me Arnold, but you Been-a-dick;

Eazy E saw your ass and went in it quick.

You got jealous when I got my own company,

but I`m a man, and ain`t nobody helpin` me.

Tryin` to sound like Amerikkka`s Most,

you could yell all day but you don`t come close.

Cuz you know I`m the one that flown,

ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go.

With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and ya`ll disgrace the C-P-T.

Cuz you`re gettin` fucked out your green by a white boy,

with no vaseline...



[Refrain]

[L.L. sample:] "Now you`re gettin` done without vaseline..." [3x]

[Biz Markie sample:] "Damn, it feels good to see people...on it"



The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin`,

who gives a fuck about a punk-ass villain?

You`re gettin` fucked real quick,

and Eazy`s dick, is smellin` like MC Ren`s shit.

Tried to tell you a year ago,

but Willie D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, so

I couldn`t stop you from gettin` ganked,

now let`s play big-bank-take-little-bank.

Tried to dis Ice Cube, it wasn`t worth it

cuz the broomstick fit your ass so perfect.

Cut my hair and I`ll cut them balls,

cuz I heard you`re, like, givin` up the drawers.

Gang-banged by your manager, fella,

gettin` money out your ass, like a mothafuckin` Ready Teller.

Givin` up the dollar bills,

now they got the Villain with a purse and high-heels.

So don`t believe what Ren say,

cuz he`s goin` out like Kunte Kinte,

but I got a whip for ya Toby;

used to be my homey, now you act like you don`t know me.

It`s a case of divide-and-conquer,

cuz you let a Jew break up my crew.

House nigga gotta run and hide,

yellin` Compton, but you moved to Riverside.

So don`t front, MC Ren, cuz I remember when you drove a B 2-10.

Broke as a mothafuckin` joke.

Let you on the scene to back up the Verse Team.

It ain`t my fault, one nigga got smart,

and they rippin` your asshole apart.

By takin` your green, oh yeah,

the Villain does get fucked with no vaseline.



[Refrain scratched]



I never have dinner with the President.

I never have dinner with the President.

I never have dinner with the President.

And when I see your ass again, I`ll be hesitant.

Now I think you a snitch,

throw a house nigga in a ditch.

Half-pint bitch, fuckin` your homeboys.

You little maggot; Eazy E turned faggot.

With your manager, fella,

fuckin` MC Ren, Dr. Dre, and Yella.

But if they were smart as me,

Eazy E would be hangin` from a tree.

With no vaseline, just a match and a little bit of gasoline.

Light `em up, burn `em up, flame on...

till that Jheri curl is gone.

On a permanent vacation, off the Massa plantation.

Heard you both got the same bank account,

dumb nigga, what you thinkin` bout?

Get rid of that Devil real simple, put a bullet in his temple.

Cuz you can`t be the Nigga 4 Life crew

with a white Jew tellin` you what to do.

Pullin` wools with your scams, now I gotta play the Silence of the Lambs.

With a midget who`s a punk too,

tryin` to fuck me, but I`d rather fuck you.

Eric Wright, punk, always into somethin`, gettin` fucked at night.

By Mista Shitpacker, bend over for the gotdamn cracker, no vaseline...

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