Growin' Up

Ha, ha, that's my shit

Turn it up

Uh, yeah

I hear a beat like this and think about growin' up

House parties with gang bangers showin' up

Represent your hood, everybody throw it up

They say Cube get on the mic, ****, blow it up

I used to be lyrical, political

But now you want it sugarcoated like cereal

First I met Dre, then I met Yella (What's up)

Dr. Dre made me rap acapella

Me and Jinx did a show at Dudo's

With K-Dee, I think it was two shows

Then Dre introduced me to E

Cruisin' down the street in his red Jeep

He said, yo, ****, we should flip it like this

'Cause them Boyz N the Hood like the gangsta shit

I put the pen to the pad, young **** was raw

And told the world how we felt about the law

It was real

(I see the happiness) All day, everyday

(I see the pain)

(Where am I?) Growin' up in the hood

(Back down memory lane)

(I see the happiness) All day, everyday

(I see the pain) Oh, shit

(Where am I?) Growin' up in the hood

Back down memory lane

Oh shit, it's N.W.A.

Them **** on tour and they comin' our way

Lil' Eminem is still tucked away

In that trailer park, just bumpin' our tape

Jerry Heller tried to make his escape

I had to bounce, while other **** got raped

Same **** turned around and said, fuck me

No fuck you 'cause I'm down with Chuck D

And I'm 'bout to do a movie up, a classic

When I hit the screen, ****, it was magic

Never thought I'd see Eazy in a casket

Thanks for everything, that's on everything

I learned a lot of game from you (Uh-huh)

I like your son, he got his name from you

I tell him everything that he need to know

If he ask my advice, I won't think twice, homie

(I see the happiness) All day, everyday

(I see the pain)

(Where am I?) Growin' up in the hood

(Back down memory lane)

(I see the happiness) All day, everyday

(I see the pain)

(Where am I?) Growin' up in the hood

Back down memory lane

From Boyz N the Hood, to XXX 2

Everybody wanna know my next move

Fans all around say, we love you, Cube

I wanna take time to say, I love you too

I love all my fans 'cause they know I'm a man

And not a little boy or some fuckin' play toy

A lot of **** say I grew up on you

And let me know if anybody fuck wit you

'Cause you talk a lot of shit about the red, black and blue

And how they treat a **** called Katrina, did you see her?

White folks worry 'bout them fuckin' misdemeanor

While black people dyin' in that goddamn arena

Just because I'm actin', ****, never stop rappin'

It's in my blood, homie, I'ma keep the party crackin'

Money keep stackin' till they put me in a casket

Who you think you fuckin' wit?

Here's another classic

(I see the happiness) All day, everyday

(I see the pain) Yeah, you know

(Where am I?) Growin' up in the hood

(Back down memory lane)

(I see the happiness) All day, everyday

(I see the pain) Growin' up

(Where am I?) Growin' up in the hood

(Back down memory lane)

I'm ruthless, I'm ruthless

Street knowledge

Lynch Mob

Westside

Uh

(I see the happiness) All day, everyday

(I see the pain)

(Where am I?) Growin' up in the hood

(Back down memory lane)