War & Peace Vol. 2: The Peace Disc

Ice cube the great!!

"he has indicated to us that he has sufficient.. firepower..
To.. blow up the bradley vehicle..
And in fact his words were,
'we are ready for war.. let's get it on'"

[ice cube]
War.. "war, and peace"
Sing it!

Chorus: singer interprets no doubt's "don't speak"

War and peace... (sing it!)
War and peace, forever!
War and peace, together.. always!

Verse one: ice cube

I'm at the highest peak, still glad the meak is understandin me
Artillery, thoughts of killin me is just a fantasy
The man in me is ready for war, like holyfield/tyson iv
A gang against you niggaz on the shore
Either or, your whole family is on the floor
Windows breakin all around em, you can't climb this mountain
I'm at the fountain, with my troops
I start screamin at em like patton, we gattin at you fools!

Chorus

Verse two: ice cube

Negotiate... strategy is the key!
I hope they ain't... exclusively after me!
Cause if they are... we gots to be who we be!
And make a star... out of a head enemy!
The papers said... that he died tragically!
They found his head... with no legs and bo-dy!
We made a pledge... to the dub-s-c!
Bloodshed... if they got no love for peace!
Sing it!

Chorus

Verse three: ice cube

I'd rather break bread than uhh, break your head
Break your legs, have em broken, i ain't no joke
Don't provoke, the gun smoke from the highest slope
Eternal peace, for my peoples and my folks
My crips and my bloods, criminals and my thugs
Just show a nigga love when i'm rollin on them dubs
Just, give a nigga hugs, we can ride on this piece
Westside for life but still down with the east
Sing it!

Chorus 2x

After the haters attempt to blow up his car
We find our hero, ice cube, on the ground
Bruised, but not beaten
He pulls out his cell phone.. with the chip!
And begins to dial mack one-oh
Who's faded and rolling through inglewood
With mr. short khop
Words.. are spoken

* korn appears instrumentally only, not lyrically

[+ad+] ice cube
Ice cube!
[cube] that's don mega to you you lil' cocksucker
[+ad+] i am the angel of death
And your name is on my list
[cube] sheeyit!
[+ad+] come with me..
[cube] i ain't goin nowhere wit yo' ass
And if you put your hands on me, we gettin down right here

Don mega! *echoes* [repeat line 4x, 2x solo, 2x in background]

Join the party, i can provide the army
Join the party, i can provide the army!
Join the party, i can provide the army!!
Join the party, i can provide the army!!!

Verse one: ice cube

Come and hear the voice of the man they call the trojan horse
Ride on the outside, with inner force
Throw you off course, of course, you missed the runway
We mash, like the first kickoff, on a sunday
Collisions, divisions of niggaz, down to listen
And when we on the mission, call your mortician
Join the party, i can provide the army!!
First we flank em then we spank em.. i outrank em!
You can call me citizen kane, for my reign
Tenure's great, one of the ten great
Mr. media, look inside your encyclopedia
2002, see ice cube
Fuck a five-star, i'm a live star
What you got to die for? who you wanna ride for?
Fuck dying! (fuck dying!)

Don mega! *echoes* [repeat line 2x]

Verse two: ice cube

It's the suspect king of the roughnecks, bonafide
Worldwide, your highness, the finest
Big as china, nigga rhymer, chart climber
Quick to send a first-timer back to his aunt jamimah
Physi-cal, ? roll with the winners
After these ?, go out and represent us
We got antennas, scanners and satellites
To see if you battle right, we got to bite
Hold on tight, shake, and pump venom
Some haters don't learn til you leave lead in em
See the dead in em, rigarmortis spread in em
Keep your mouth shut, motherfuckin mouth slug
See these crossed legs, quick to cross feds
Foe to mighty one, it's the mighty son
Fuck dying! *echoes*

Yeah..

Don mega! *echoes* [repeat line 4x, 2x solo, 2x in background]

Join the party, i can provide the army
Join the party, i can provide the army!
Join the party, i can provide the army!!
Join the party, i can provide the army!!!

Fuck dying!!! i can provide the army (4x)

Join the party!
In the ghetto, in the ghetto
In the city, the suburbs.. penetentiary!
Join the party!
In the county..
Fuck dying, fuck dying!

Join the party, i can provide the army (yeayayyyy)
Join the party, i can provide the army! (yeayayyyy)
Join the party, i can provide the army!! (yeayayyyy)
Join the party, i can provide the army!!! (fuck dying!)

I can provide the army (4x)

Eternal life baby
Eternal life (2x)

..

Hear ye, hear ye!
All connect gang members and powers
Are to meet at the west wing
To be led into battle by the one and only
Ice cube the great!

Life....
Niggas used to come and get me
When it was time to disagree with an enemy
Pass the hennessy it gives me energy
Packed the gat in the small of my back
Where these niggas at i clear the whole pack
Talkin' shit cuz i'm down for my set i'm a vet
Smokin' on a wet cigarette
(who these niggas think they are)
(wishin' on a ghetto star i represent my tar)
I start bustin' and they scatter like water bugs
Cuz these westside niggas is harder thugs
Enslve us but nothin' can save us from sportin' ben davis
Shootin' at your neighbors
(cuz sometimes i feel like a nut don't give a fuck when i open ya up)
Hot rocks fly from the back seat and
Busta ass niggas run like a track meet
An if you crawl in the middle bleed mo' dinner little (what)
Killer king is the hospital
Feelin' numb from the bullets i hum
And when they hit black mothers have fits i don't give a shit

(chorus)
[mack 10]
Fool i'm a vet you can bet that
I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it)
[mr. short khop]
Its rainin' bullets and i'm still there
(foe life) i'm still there

My house shoes get wet from the dew on the grass
Up early in the morning takin' out the trash
Feelin' like a loser alcohol abuser
Two youngsters roll up on a beach cruiser
One on the peddles the other on the handle bars (what)
Tryin' be ghetto stars they said:
Are you from the westside is it so?
I said hell yea and who wanta to know (me)
In slow mo fo' fo' slugs face down in the mud
Puddle full of blood left for dead
The pain starts to spread now i can't feel my legs
I meet doctor who at king drew medical center
As i enter i see you
He said the bullet hit a nerve that was vital
I said i can't move my legs he said don't try to
Now this ain't the end my friend but you'll probably never walk again
I sit there motionless holdin' this pain inside contemplating suicide
At night i jerk and jerk
But my dick don't work it don't even hurt (damn)
Now who'd ever thought a nigga rude as ice cube
I be pissin' through a tube fool i'm a vet

(chorus)
[mack 10]
Fool i'm a vet you can bet that
I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it)
[mr. short khop]
Its rainin' bullets and i'm still there
Young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair

Fuck a v-a they need g-a
Gang hospital for a crippal now i'm drinkin' rippal
Same corner same hood i'm still there
With bandanas tied to my wheel chair
To all the hoodrat hoes i'm fired
They mad cuz my tongue get tired
Now everybody wanna put they dope on me
Sayin' i won't get searched by the lapd
I'm sitting on a doorway duece five
Dependin on that to keep my ass alive
I don't got bows but my arm's about a one-six
My fuckin legs, lookin like tooth picks
Some times i can't deal got to beg the b g's to roll me up the hill
Put me on the porch now i'm on the torch smokin' cocaine
Just to maintain nutin' to gain nutin' to lose
And last night i couldn't make it to the bathroom
Feelin' like a two year old you can't get a sip from the brew i hold
Nigga its the only friend to a stranger aka hadicap gangbanger
There's a lot in my life i regret becomin' a ghetto vet
Fool i'm a vet

(chorus)(2x)
[mack 10]
Fool i'm a vet you can bet that
I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it)
[mr. short khop]
Its rainin' bullets and i'm still there
Young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair

Life.....
Yea....
Life...
Yea....
Life... life....
Dedicated to all the ghetto vets
For every nigga that done took one for the hood

(ice cube talking)
Dear mama, if some people came by the house lookin for me
I'm innocent of anything they say i done
Now i don't know when i'll be able to write you again
But i will be back to california to see you
Your son, ice-mutherfucking-cube.

[hook]
Keep my hand on my gun cos they got me on the run
I swear i didn't do what they say i done (x2)

[verse 1]
Ghetto destroyer, paranoia, i need a lawyer
This bitch named netoia, say they lookin for ya
Got to get the fuck out of here (yeah right)
This bitch dimmed the lights (nigga, spend the night)
Bust a quick nut, got to fuck up and gat on
Cos this the same street i got shot on
So god bless don polla, double-s
I gotta holla cos i'm smokin on double breath
Freakin, niggaz be leakin, information
Got the feds seekin, incarceration
Niggaz say my name popped up
Bitch hop up
Nigga close the shop up
They try to stop em
My cash flow leave me asshole neck it
Gone in sixty seconds, burn all records
Nigga gettin skinny eating dinnies
Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties

[chorus]
Listen, these feds fishin for this extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck em, fight em, dine em, ditch em
I gotta kick rocks, can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a shit-?bath

[verse 2]
It's so hard to get a room without a credit card
It's so hard not to let em know where you are
Tried to get a rent a car
But he laughed when i showed him cash
Had to mash 'fore he called the feds on my ass
Went to vegas for the weekend
Met a hoe down freakin
Hey bitch, why you sneakin?
Grabbed the paper out her hand
Am i the man on the front page? (fuck)
Same height, same age (click-click)
Rap gauge, put it down the g-way
Got my hostage suckin sausage on the freeway
She say "let's hear the circle k"
Ran inside and made the niggaz all pay
It's like i hit the lotto outside colorado
Brought it there for his wallet and my bottle
That's my motto and i gotta warn ya
Before i'm through, i'm going back to california

(hook)
(chorus)

[verse 3]
My boys utah to illinois
Set the poise, so i can infiltrate
All fifty states
Can't wait till i'm back on my feet
Switch and shake this bitch in her sleep
Low key you feds can't see me
I'm up in d.c. with strike number three
Clownin, made a little stock to get a little cock
Now i got niggaz bangin and lootin rock
I'm going back to cali where it's bound with my strikes
Don't give a fuck who's on the ?marin or the mic
I should've known when i seen that motherfucker in the lobby
Looking like he wanna rob me (fuck)
Federal, don't like no black hetero, sexual, intellectual
Tried to turn me into a vegetable
An i'm 'a sue all black and blue
When i come to- hand cuff (fuck y'all)
Big grey bus, scandalous
Cos they can't stand us
They get excited and i try to fight it (mama)
I'm going back to cali to show, extradited

(hook)
(chorus)

(ice cube talking)
Hey mama, when y'all send pictures you can't send a polaroid
Got to be the regular pictures
An' they got us in here puttin' in computer chips or something
I don't know. like they playin with us, it's like a game
It ain't nuttin' but a game to them mama
It's my life

"in the deep dark bowls of the
Underworld order must be maintained.
Without a strict and unforgiving
Chain of command, chaos is inevedeble"

[ice cube]
Wazup youngsta, sience your tha new booty
And dont know nuttin i gotta show ya bout
The peckin' order. its the order in how we do
Things and move things. see somebody gonna
Tell you what to do, after i tell that
Muthafucka what to do.

It's tha peckin' order (echo)
It's tha peckin' order (echo)

We got tha power to make you niggaz sour
Big fish, whale like itchy cower
Stepin out the shower it's the peckin' order
Ax ya daugther how we peck, inspect
High class ass the projects
Push my lex to the california range
Souther lane
Infamous skeems is on the brain for my connect game
Put a strain on every leak and i chain (thats right)
We all get (?)
Take a svornnotes to make a c notes
Doin all tha howdy bullshit floats and niggaz dont
Some niggaz dont gangsta paradise say nuttin nice
Yeah we livin so tight we need jesus in our lives

(chorus)

[ice cube]
It's the peckin' order
[mack 10]
It's the order how we do things and move things
Only fuck wit the true things

[ice cube]
Havin heavy in the course whit the world of depresion
Messin wit the wrong bitches never learn our lesson
Stressin, no guessin, never question even when we playin
We testin, confession
Do you still wanna meet wit the killas (?)
Hold accountable for anythang you repeat
It's the peckin' order, ask your daughter how we peck
When we smoke you it's your best friend we suspect

(chorus)
[ice cube]
It's the peckin' order
[mack 10]
It's the order how we do things and move things
Only fuck wit the true things

[mack 10]
Now come on, come on partner, come on.
(it's the pecking order)
I dont wanna hear none of that shit man,
All that cryin and beggin and shit.
To be honest whit you that shit really dont even
Affect me in no kind of way partner.
You wastin your muthafuckin time.
(it's the pecking order)
Lets get this shit goin, lets get it over wit
Come on back here, back here, i cant make no muthafuckin mess right here
Check this out homie, make it easy on yourself.
I know you want a motherfuckin open casket
Where your people can see you and kiss on you.
But you are pissin me off
And i will blow noodles out you muthafuckin head
And none of that happens after that
So come back here, come on, right
Come on, ey but you know, one more thing before i do this

(baam)
[ice cube]
It's the peckin' order (echo)
It's the peckin' order (echo)
It's the peckin' order (echo)

Once upon a time in the projects yo
I damn near had to wreck a hoe
Yellin through the screen do' (hey, let me in!)
(big daddy got a fifth of gin, and down to sin)
Baby up in two-ten, is on a nigga
Bendin over pickin up her mail, she can tell i'm dyin to get her
I'm sittin in yo' livin room, slash kitchen
A nigga ain't tryin to be the fuckin groom so stop bitchin
*knock knock knock* i like the way that ass is switchin, answer the do'
Some nigga in a eighty-kay, yo' baby daddy
Lookin like he mad at me (what) wit'cho name on his neck
Here we go with mo' drama in the projects

Wait a minute, who is this motherfucker?

You better take his ass in the back, and start talkin
Nick that bud 'fore it bloom, and start stalkin
I can hear you guys yellin *glass breaks* a little strugglin
Youse a fool if you think that i'm jumpin in
That nigga jet, smokin on a ciggarette
You say domestic shit, get you soakin wet?
Well come widdit and get it, blow my socks
While i'm drinkin all the kool-aid, watchin jamie foxx
I'm hearin mo' knocks *knock knock knock*
(oh, that's just my people
They came all the way to the projects to meet you) who?
This fool wearin black, his girl, in the see through
Distraction, a little action, *fight ensues* i woke up
Tied up like (what happened? punk you shoulda stuck to rappin
Niggaz tell me you got a house full of platinum..
Where the platinum at motherfucker?
I hear that shit worth more than gold!)

Wait a minute motherfucker, this my house!

Once upon a time in the projects (3x)
Once upon a time, once upon a time

I'm like baffled, they got me gaffled, with the duct tape
So i remain raw, in come this chainsaw *knock knock knock*
Another knock, it's the girl from two-ten
Here to drop salt, that's when them bitches fought
I thought, "i bet-ta plan my escape"
In the midst of this commotion, ice cube is breakin tape
I'm free, bombin on the first thing i see
And guess who walk in, with a nine, and a grin
It's the baby daddy he ain't playin, *gunshots*
He started layin everybody down, about face with a frown
I'm runnin to the bedroom, i lock the do'
And grab the phone, the bitch phone ain't turned on
I think i'm gone, that's when i hear a soft knock
It's the girl from two-ten, with her number, and a glock
Said, "call me up, if it's for sex, or chin check
Nigga get you a real ass bitch from the projects!"

And i just might do that

Once upon a time in the projects (3x)
Once upon a time, once upon a time