[Ice Cube Talking]
  Dear Mama, If some people came by the house lookin for me
  I'm innocent of anything they say I done
  Now I don't know when I'll be able to write you again
  But I will be back to California to see you
  Your son, Ice-mutherfucking-Cube.
    [Hook]
  Keep my hand on my gun cos they got me on the run
  I swear I didn't do what they say I done [x2]
    [Verse 1]
  Ghetto destroyer, paranoia, I need a lawyer
  This bitch named Netoia, say they lookin for ya
  Got to get the fuck out of here (yeah right)
  This bitch dimmed the lights (nigga, spend the night)
  Bust a quick nut, got to fuck up and gat on
  Cos this the same street I got shot on
  So God bless Don Polla, double-s
  I gotta holla cos I'm smokin on double breath
  Freakin, niggaz be leakin, information
  Got the feds seekin, incarceration
  Niggaz say my name popped up
  Bitch hop up
  Nigga close the shop up
  They try to stop em
  My cash flow leave me asshole neck it
  Gone in sixty seconds, burn all records
  Nigga gettin skinny eating dinnies
  Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties
    [Chorus]
  Listen, these feds fishin for this extradition
  I'm on a mission, fuck em, fight em, dine em, ditch em
  I gotta kick rocks, can't pick locks
  Or spend the rest of my life in a shit-?bath
    [Verse 2]
  It's so hard to get a room without a credit card
  It's so hard not to let em know where you are
  Tried to get a rent a car
  But he laughed when I showed him cash
  Had to mash 'fore he called the feds on my ass
  Went to Vegas for the weekend
  Met a hoe down freakin
  Hey bitch, why you sneakin?
  Grabbed the paper out her hand
  Am I the man on the front page? (Fuck)
  Same height, same age (click-click)
  Rap gauge, put it down the G-way
  Got my hostage suckin sausage on the freeway
  She say "Let's hear the circle K"
  Ran inside and made the niggaz all pay
  It's like I hit the Lotto outside Colorado
  Brought it there for his wallet and my bottle
  That's my motto and I gotta warn ya
  before I'm through, I'm going back to California
    [Hook]
  [Chorus]
    [Verse 3]
  My boys Utah to Illinois
  Set the poise, so I can infiltrate
  All fifty states
  Can't wait till I'm back on my feet
  Switch and shake this bitch in her sleep
  Low key you feds can't see me
  I'm up in D.C. with strike number three
  Clownin, made a little stock to get a little cock
  Now I got niggaz bangin and lootin rock
  I'm going back to Cali where it's bound with my strikes
  Don't give a fuck who's on the ?marin or the mic
  I should've known when I seen that motherfucker in the lobby
  looking like he wanna rob me (Fuck)
  Federal, don't like no black hetero, sexual, intellectual
  Tried to turn me into a vegetable
  An I'm 'a sue all black and blue
  When I come to- hand cuff (Fuck y'all)
  Big grey bus, scandalous
  Cos they can't stand us
  They get excited and I try to fight it (mama)
  I'm going back to Cali to show, extradited
    [Hook]
  [Chorus]
    [Ice Cube talking]
  Hey mama, when y'all send pictures you can't send a polaroid
  Got to be the regular pictures
  An' they got us in here puttin' in computer chips or something
  I don't know. Like they playin with us, it's like a game
  It ain't nuttin' but a game to them mama
  It's my life