* SEND ALL CORRECTIONS TO mrmaj@juno.com. Ice Cube:. Here's another day at the stoplight. I'm lookin in my mirror so I can see who can see me. South Central is puttin Ice Cube to the test. With four brothas in the SS. I can't go around and can't back up. So I gotta peep game layin in the cut. Is this a jack or a kidnap?. Since I'm never ever slippin I fully strapped. I grab my gat out the glove. Now do these fools got a problem with me?. Or do they got love?. So when the light turns green I don't bone out. I wanna see what these black men are all about. Cuz if it's my time I'm just short. If not I'm pluggin they Super Sport. First they get behind my ride.... Then they switch lanes to the left side. I'm scopin out the one smokin indo. Comin up fast rollin down his window. He threw up a sign I put away my nine. Fool cuz I'm color blind. Threat:. Killa Cali the state where they kill. Over colors cuz brothas don't know the deal. And they'll cap you not if they have to. But if they want to first they might confront you. But every nigga on my block can't stop. And he won't and he don't stop. Not to the bang bang boogie but they like to gangbang. And rookies ain't the only ones that drop. Some say the little locs are gettin a little too loc'ed. And when it comes to dust they kick up the most. Say the wrong word. then whistle down the street to your homies like a bird. Bust a u-turn come back and get served nigga. For the women it don't matter how loud they blouse get. But wearin the wrong color outfit could get your mouth split. It's a shame but it ain't no thang to me. Cuz I slang these thangs like a G. It's on is anybody killin for the summertime. I gotta get another nine even though I'm colorblind. KAM:. I'm fresh outta county on bail. And no sooner do I get out seems like I'm right back in jail. For some gang related activity. Cuz everyday different fools try to get with me. For no more than a color or territory. Can't rehabilitate 'em that's the sheriff's story. So what's left the judge goes deaf. When you try to tell your side. And you ain't blue eyed. Boy you better duck cuz the book is comin'. And just hand your car keys over to your woman. Because it aint no sunshine where you headed. And the shit'll drive you crazy if you let it. But now I got time to think. Because they hit me with everything but the kitchen sink. And I ain't even shed a tear. Cuz believe it or not they got more love for me here. Now picture that but on a black and white photograph. Cuz brothas you don't know the half. On the streets I was damn near outta my mind. But ever since I've been down. I'm colorblind. WC:. Now here's the game plan yo at a quarter to nine. I was told to peel a cap on the other side. Yo young and dumb full of come up a baby loc. I gotta put in work for the hood and that ain't no joke. Coolio:. Stable and able but I'm not ready and willin. Cuz I'm only 13 and I ain't never did a killin. Grabbed the A.K. and jumped in the G ride. Started up the bucket and headed for the other side. WC:. Yo spotted the enemies now I'm on a creep tip. Hit the 5 dollar stick and I I put in my clip. Coolio:. So I jumped out the car and no matter what the cost. I had my mind set on sendin niggaz to Harrison Ross. WC:. Caught one from the back and I looked in eyes. Thinkin should I peel his cap or should I let him survive. Yo I'm trapped in the plan designed by another side. Coolio:. I ain't contributin to genocide (why?). Cuz I'm colorblind. King Tee:. Niggaz in the hood ain't changed. And I've finally figure out that we're not in the same gang. Cuz I walk the alleys of Compton with nowhere to turn. Every which way I get burned baby. Lou wears blue Big Fred wears red. Put 'em together and we color 'em dead. Dead dyin gettin smoked like part of the fun. They get smoked just to show how many come to the funeral. J-Dee(Lench Mob):. I understand how all my homeboys feel. Cuz I was shot and to this day I pack my steel. Cuz I was born in a certain territory. Where you don't talk only the streets tell stories. With blue and red bandanas on the street. And if you slippin you'll be six feet deep. Cuz me and T-bone we pay it no mind.