Call 9-1-1

(album: Terrorist Threats - 2003)

[Ice Cube:]
This right here is considered a banger
Delivered with anger, your life is in danger
Beware of them strangers, holding them flamers
Them naggers were swagger, 'cause they keep it gangsta

Just face it, I blaze shit, yo' shit is basic
My shit is Matrix, make you erase shit
Niggas won't say shit, but DJs you ain't shit
'Cause you don't play shit, unless it's that gay shit
I'm straight off the slave ship, my style is ancient
I'm rich and I'm famous, I'm armed, I'm dangerous
I came wit' that language, it's mad, it's brainless
You studied at Cambridge, I'm fucking yo' main bitch
Plus my Ebonics is full, of gin and tonic, erotic
Yeah you got it, Hpnotiq, plus psychotic, brrr
After 9-11 niggas got patriotic
On nine twelve I'm like fuck it nigga blaze the chronic

Call nine eleven, then call your reverend
Then call heaven, here I come Lord
Live by the gun, die by the gun
A eye for an eye when you live and die by this war

This right here is considered a banger
Delivered with anger, your life is in danger
Beware of them strangers, holding them flamers
Them naggers were swagger, 'cause they keep it gangsta

[Mack 10:]
Yeah, now it's the morning after the night I just rolled
9-1-1 ain't a area code it's a gangsta mode
And I'm still in amazement on how I put it down
Emptied round after round rat-tat-tat was the sound
Now understand the situation, it was urgent
We—handled this emergency urgently
I can't just have no nigga out there just working me, jerking me
Talking all kind of shit, dishing dirt on me, shit
He was a local nigga sheisty and didn't wanna pay up
So I got dressed in all black and loaded the K up
And all I could think about is revenge as I lit the J up
And even though it was late night, I still fucked his whole day up
It was child's play, the youngster took me for a joke
Not knowing Mack a maniac and I love the gun smoke
Make sparks in my barrel, shit flew through his apparel
Stupid motherfucker lost his life over dinero

[Ice Cube:]
Call nine eleven, then call your reverend
Then call heaven, here I come Lord
Live by the gun, die by the gun
A eye for an eye when you live and die by this war

This right here is considered a banger
Delivered with anger, your life is in danger
Beware of them strangers, holding them flamers
Them naggers were swagger, 'cause they keep it gangsta

[WC:]
It ain't safe no fucking mo'
I swear on everything I love, my hood, my momma, my soul
This motherfucking Dub, is hall of bang nigga, I claim nigga
Like PCP to the brain, it's like heroin in my veins nigga
White lightning I'm sipping, snickering, slipping the crip
And like a fiend, I tremble, shiver and then blow your dome to smithereens
Act up, no actor, starch crease swagger
Dick harder than Viagra, Dub push your wig backwards
Connect alumni, but the gun high
Bloods and Crips and when we touch down we turn niggas' hoods into the Gaza Strip

Squeeze lead, to the y'all dead, 'cause I'm fucked up in the can and I
Fuck a bitch over whether she in blue or all red
The industry most hated, nigga get at us, we ready, Dub, Mack and Cube
Like Saddam, Bin Laden and O.J. in the Chevy
Back again, momma there go that man again
Grab the gun, them niggas on one
Call 9-1-1

[Ice Cube:]
This right here is considered a banger
Delivered with anger, your life is in danger
Beware of them strangers, holding them flamers
Them naggers were swagger, 'cause they keep it gangsta