Songtext U can't fade me Spice 1

U can't fade me

( * original by ice cube * )

Drop a old school beat

Ha-ha
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Plow!

[ verse 1 ]
Now the taste of crystal is fillin up my bladder
Whats the time on the rolie? it dont matter
Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was tryin to sort
To make a long story short:
Ran into this girl named sally
Knew her from the backseat of my homeboys navi
She said whats up, yeah, whats the deal?
Check the nappy weave, of course it aint real
Then I looked down, she was fat in the front
I asked how long, she said, about 6 months
Oh, how time flies when youre havin fun
She said, yeah, but the damage is done
Where you been? on a little vacation
Oh, by the way, congratulations
Whos the lucky man? she said, I got him on file
Then she said, its spice 1, and smiled
I dropped my stout, then everything went blank
Had a baby by you, the neighborhood skank?
She said, yeah, dont you remember that day?
I thought back and tried to calculate
Then I said, damn, are you sure its mine?
My homies did the soultrain on ya plenty of times
She said, that day, nah, I was whorin
And your ass is mine, thats when the sweat started pourin
Cause all I seen was spice 1 up in court
Paying a gang on child support
Then I thought deep about givin up the fetti
What I need to do is kick the bitch in the belly
Nah, cause then Id really be faded
Thats murder one, cause it was premeditated
What should I do? kidnap the bitch and flee?
How many months left? damn, only 3
Im gettin faded

Goddamn, what the fuck I done got myself into?
This shit is dense

Damn, Im gettin faded

Muthafuckas tryin to take my drivers license and shit

Bitch, you cant fade me

This bitch got a grip on my muthafuckin nuts, mayn

Damn, Im gettin faded

But you know?
I aint finna go out

[ verse 2 ]
Its crazy, because before I could sleep with her
I had to duck and dodge to try to creep with her
See, the booty in the front was all in place
But the girl had a pitbull face
So I ran, jumped, drove, swam, crawled, hid
Oh lord, God forbid
The homies see me at the hotel
Cause I know they would love to just go tell
Everybody in the hood that knows youre nasty
Elbows and knees and feet was hella ashy
So hold the big fat butt steady
Cause yo, bitch, I got the three rubbers ready
She started gruntin and squeelin like a wild bore
I hit the ass from cali to singapore
I dropped her off, man, and now Im knowin
That ima hate myself in the mornin
I got drunk to help me forget
Damn, another day, another hit
Shit, Im gettin faded

No cigars, nigga

Damn, you cant fade me

You better fire up a muthafuckin blunt and get some hen-dog

[ verse 3 ]
9 months later shes ready to drop the load
And all the partners in the hood already know
That its posed to be mine, and they laughin at me
You know spice 1 cant be havin that, gee
Thinkin to myself: why did I bang her?
Now Im in the closet lookin for the hanger
Kaos, vic rock and [name] wont let up
They wont shut up, Im gettin fed up
Cause I know, youre tryin to break me
And if I find out youre tryin to fade me
Ima clock yo ass with my shoe
Beat you down and leave a crown or two
That night she went into labor
And the shit is gettin kinda major
The baby came out, damn, it was a lifesaver
Lookin like my next-door neighbor
She said it was mine, that was her best guess
But lets check the results of the blood test
I started smilin, yeah, cause it read negative
Damn, why did I let her live?
After that I shoula got the gat
And bust and rushed and illed and peeled the cap
But no, I just told the hoe who laid me
Excuse me, bitch, its a switch, you cant fade me

Nah, bitch, it aint even finna go down like that
A nigga like me aint finna go for the okey-doke
The bitch out here thinkin she get a muthafucka for his cash and shit
Playin a muthafucka for some type of bitch-ass nigga
But you know what?
Before I go for the okey-doke, hoe
Ima let the pistol smoke
And thats real

The bitch tryin to fade me