A Gangsta's Fairytale Songtext / Lyric

Once upon a time, in the black part of the city

Yo G, yo G you better get out of here man, 5-0

Yo Ice Cube, man

Whassup man?

Why you



Whassup?

Yo Ice Cube man, why you always kickin' the shit

About the bitches and the niggaz?

Why don't you kick some shit about the kids, man?

The fuckin' kids?

Word



Little boys and girls, they all love me

Come sit on the lap of I C E

And let me tell ya a story or two

About a punk-ass nigga I knew



Named Jack, he wasn't that nimble, wasn't that quick

Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his dick

Ran up the street 'cause he was piping hot

Met a bitch named Jill on the bus stop






Dropped a line or two, and he had the hoe

At that type of shit he's a pro

So Jack and Jill ran up the hill to catch a lil' nap

Dumb bitch, gave him the claps



Then he had to go see Dr. Bombay

Got a shot in the ass, and he was on his way

To make some money, why not?

Down on Sesame Street, the dope spot



There he saw the lady who lived in a shoe

Sold dope out the front, but in back, marijuana grew

For the man that was really important

Who lived down the street in a Air Jordan



Ride to the fellow Mister Rogers and hoes

Drove a 500 sittin' on Lorenzo's

He broke out, Little Bo Peep, smoked out

Saw, her and her friends sellin' sheepskins



Yo yo I got them sheepskins

Yo, my empty sheepskins

Yo baby, what's up with that?



Hickory dickory dock, it was twelve o'clock

Cinderella ain't home must be givin' up the cock

I don't doubt it, she is kind of freaky of course

Had a fight with Snow White, she was fuckin' her dwarfs



Saw a fight over colors, too

Red Riding Hood, and Little Boy Blue

A bad influence? Yo I don't know

But Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the story should go



Yeah money, that's it, yeah money, that's it

This is Little Russ in the house

Rock that shit homey, rock that shit

Well, you know the rest



Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall

With a joint, drinkin' some 8-ball

Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville

Lookin' for, the wolf to kill



They're fucked up and they want revenge

Them and Humpty used to be friends

Now they're enemies 'cause he's a traitor

Pulled out the Uzi cruised by and sprayed him



Cinderella hoeing for the fellas

And Mister Rogers is gettin' mighty jealous

Of the cash that the pigs were makin'

Time for the pigs to get turned to bacon



'Cause Mister Rogers found out quick

That Humpty Dumpty was blown to bits

They said that the motherfuckin' wolf was next

So Mister Rogers better watch his step



So he let the wolf know

We're gonna fuck up the pigs, and take their ho

'Cause Cinderella is much too fast

Before twelve, givin' up ass



Double barrels all loaded and cocked

As soon as they show, they gonna get popped

They bailed down Sesame Street and caught 'em

Little Boy Blue is up front givin' orders



Little did they know Cinderella was a fink

She called the cops and got thrown in the clink

A bad influence? Yo, I don't know

Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the stories should go



Aiyyo man was that dope enough for you?

Yeah, you aight, you in the house we outta here, see ya

Yeah, you better go home before I whoop your little bad ass

Some bedtime story huh?

It's a nice place to visit but I wouldn't wanna live here

Ay, good ol' Mother Goose, remember her? I fucked her