ICE CUBE - Urbanian lyrics

rate me

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<i>[Intro]</i>

Google me bitch

I told her, won'tcha Google me bitch

Ha ha, ah won'tcha

Ah won'tcha Google me bitch, yeah

I told her, won'tcha Google me bitch

Try to Google me bitch, listen

<i>[Chorus 1]</i>

I ain't ghetto, don't you know, I'm urbanian

Fuck with the kid, and I'll turn, into Damian

Google me bitch, wanna know, what my name is

Don't even ask, stupid ass, am I famous

<i>[Ice Cube]</i>

(Are you famous?) My resume is heaven's way

of tellin y'all that God will make a way

I rock a motherfuckin mic 'til the break of day

Darrell Dawkins flow, y'all need to make a breakaway

Microphone fiend with that guillotine killer team

You motherfuckers won't amount to a hill of beans

When I ride by, well over 35

Y'all still run and hide, scared of a driveby

<i>[Chorus 2]</i>

I ain't ghetto, don't you know, I'm urbanian

Google me bitch, wanna know, what my name is

I ain't ghetto, don't you know, I'm urbanian

Google me bitch, wanna know, if I'm famous

Google me bitch, ah won'tcha

Ah won'tcha Google me bitch, ah won'tcha

Ah won'tcha Google me bitch, I told her

Won'tcha Google me bitch, try to Google me this

<i>[Ice Cube]</i>

I'm urban, and ordained

Your little ass is kind of churban, and propane

Your little flame is like a flicker

And my bang, is off the motherfuckin Richter

I'm hard liquor

Cirrohsis of the liver

Black lung is what I deliver

That's what you get, if you ever try to smoke the nigga

Don't provoke a nigga, I'm from that urban community

Lookin for some unity, fuckin you and me

I only bang shit true to me

With iced out jewelry, what can they do to me?

Nothin, I only bang shit true to me

With iced out jewelry, what can they do to me?

<i>[Chorus 2]</i>

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