The Product Lyrics - Kill At Will - Ice Cube

I was told, cause I didn't witness the whole act 

In and out was the movement of the bozack 

It was hot and sweaty and lots of pushin 

Then the nut came gushin 

And it was hell tryin to bail to the ovary 

With nuttin but the Lord lookin over me 

I was white with a tail 

But when I reached the finish line, young black male! 

One cell made two, and two cells made fo' 

and so on, so now I'm a embryo 

Then I got a hunch 

that I'ma be on lockdown, for nine months 

Chillin, with my mother to guide me 

And nuttin but a stomach to hide me 

from all that worry and bullshit 

Nine months later, I elbow pull and kick 

cause my time is up and I don't care 

With one big push, I'm outta there 

June 15th, it's just my luck 

In 1969, a nigga is the product 

"Ghetto ass nigga, you ain't shit, 

and you ain't gon' never be shit!" 

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I learned how to walk and talk and all that 

They put me in school, but it don't matter 

Cause I'm sittin in history 

Learnin bout a sucker, who didn't give a fuck about me 

They try to shape us 

But I know Uncle Sam is a motherfuckin rapist 

So I stopped payin attention 

Ice Cube, headed, straight to detention 

Fuck that shit, I roam the hallways 

I'm sent home and I don't got all A's 

A high school dropout 

My father had beef so I tried to knock pops out 

But I got tossed, he's the boss 

I'm out of there and mad cause I lost 

Now bein on my own is a factor 

So I become, the neighborhood jacker 

Gimme your car, run your jewels 

Makin a livin robbin fools 

And if I let my nine rang out 

You know, it'll make your brains hang out 

So what's your fate? 

Am I the nigga you love, or the one you love to hate? 

The wrong answer is said, the nigga fled 

I pump lead, now he's in a puddle of red 

And if you got a buck, you're shit out of luck 

Stuck up by the motherfuckin product 

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"Uh-uh motherfucker you gots to get a job 

if you wanna stay in my motherfuckin house" 

"Many young men reject the traditional values 

that are important to their parents. 

Church, school and family 

have been replaced by street, turf, and gang." 

Twenty-one now, and paid in full 

Feelin bad, from all the shit I pulled 

on people back in the day 

Plus, I got a little baby on the way 

So I'm tryin to go straight 

I'm with my baby's momma, out on a date 

Til the punk ass cops ran my plate 

Now I'm on a bus upstate 

"Oh, the young nigga done caught a case!" 

"Sittin in the mess hall, sayin my grace" -> LL Cool J 

Sent to a concrete hoe-house 

Where all the products go, no doubt 

Yo momma, I gotta do eleven 

Livin in a five by seven 

Dear baby, your man's gettin worn out 

of seein young boys gettin they assholes torn out 

And then he got shanked with a spoon 

And he was 'sposed to get out soon 

Is it my fault, he was caught in production 

Where a young black life means nothin 

Just because, I didn't want to learn your grammar 

you say I'm better off in the slammer 

And it's drivin me batty 

Cause my little boy, is missin daddy 

I'm ashamed, but the fact is 

I wish pops let me off on the mattress 

Or should I just hang from the top bunk 

But that's goin out like a punk 

My life is FUCKED! 

But it ain't my fault, cause I'm the motherfuckin product 

"He ain't shit"