Текст песни Ice Cube — Once upon a Time in the Projects

Once upon a time in the projects, yo,
I damn near had to wreck a ho.
I knocked on the door – «Who is it?»
It's Ice Cube, come to pay a little visit to ya,
And what's up with the niggas in the parking lot?
She said, «Fuck ‘em, ‘cause they get sparked a lot!»
I sat on the couch but it wasn't stable,
And then I put my Nikes on the coffee table.
Her brother came in, he's into gangbangin',
‘Cause he walked up and said, «What set you claimin'?»
I don't bang I write the good rhymes,
The whole scenery reminded me of Good Times,
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
By a young nigga that needs to pull his pants up.
He threw up a set and then he was gone,
I'm thinkin' to myself, “Won't this bitch bring her ass on?”
Her mother came in with a joint in her mouth,
And fired up the sess, it was sess, no doubt.
She said, “Please, excuse my house,” and all that.
I said “yeah” ‘cause I was buzzed from the contact.
Lookin' at a fucked up black and white,
Her mom's bitchin' ‘cause the county check wasn't right,
She had another brother that was three years old
And had a bad case of the runny nose,
He asked me who I was then I had to pause,
It smelled like he took a shit in his little drawers.
I saw her sister who really needs her ass kicked,
Only thirteen and already pregnant,
I grabbed my forty out the bag and took a swig,
‘Cause I was gettin' overwhelmed by Bébé's Kids.
They was runnin' and yellin', and playin', and cussin',
And tellin', and look at this young punk bailin'!
I heard a knock on the door without the password,
And her mom's got the 12 gauge Mossberg.
The nigga said «Yo, what's for sale?»
And the bitch came out with a bag of yayo,
She made the drop and got the 20 dollars
From a smoked-out fool with ring around the collar.
The girl I was waitin' for came out,
I said «Bitch, I didn't know this was a crack house!»
I got my coat and suddenly
The cop busted in and had a MAC-10 pointed at my dome
And I said to myself, “Once again it's on.”
He threw me on the carpet and wasn't cuttin' no slack,
Jumped on my head and put his knee in my back,
First he tried to slap me up, wrap me up, rough me up,
They couldn't do it so they cuffed me up.
I said, “Fuck, how much abuse can a nigga take!
Hey-yo, officer, you're makin' a big mistake!”
Since I had on a shirt that said I was dope,
He thought I was sellin' base and couldn't hear my case,
He said «Get out my face!» and musta had a grudge
His reply, «Tell that bullshit to the judge!»
The girl I was with wasn't sayin' nothing,
I said, «Ayo, bitch, you better tell ‘em something!»
She started draggin', and all of a sudden
We all got tossed in the paddy wagon.
Now I beat the rap but that ain't the point,
I had a warrant so I spent two weeks in the joint,
Now the story you heard has one little object:
Don't fuck with a bitch from the projects.