Ghetto Vet - Ice Cube

Hey Chop

(Hey)

These haters tried to blow me up, man

(Who is this)

The Don Mega, nigga, who you think

(Ey, homie, what happened)

My whole life flashed before my eyes, man

Life…

Niggas used to come and get me

When it was time to disagree with an enemy

Pass the Hennessy it gives me energy

Packed the gat in the small of my back

Where these niggas at, I’ll clear the whole pack

Talking shit cause I’m down for my set

I’m a vet, smoking on a wet cigarette

Who these niggas think they are

Wishing on a ghetto star, I represent my tar

I start busting and they scatter like water bugs

Cause these Westside niggas is harder thugs

Enslave us but nothing can save us from sporting Ben Davis

Shootin' at your neighbors

Cause sometimes I feel like a nut

Don’t give a fuck when I open you up

Hot rocks

Fly from the back seat

And busta-ass niggas run like a track meet

And if you caught in the middle

Bleed more than a little (what)

Killer King is the hospital

Feeling numb from the bullets I hum

And when they hit

Black mothers have fits

I don’t give a shit

Fool I’m a vet you can bet

That I could dance underwater and not get wet

Check it

It’s raining bullets and I’m still there

I’m still there

My house shoes get wet from the dew on the grass

Up early in the morning taking out the trash

Feeling like a loser, alcohol abuser

Two youngsters roll up on a beach cruiser

One on the pedals, the other on the handle bars

Tryna be ghetto stars

They said, «are you from the Westside is it so?»

I said, «hell yeah and who want to know?»

Me

In slow mo', .44 slugs, face down in the mud

Puddle full of blood

Left for dead, the pain starts to spread

Now I can’t feel my legs

I meet Doctor Who at King Drew medical center

As I enter I.C.U

He said the bullet hit a nerve that was vital

I said I can’t move my legs, he said don’t try to

Now this ain’t the end my friend but you’ll probably never walk again

I sit there motionless holding this pain inside contemplating suicide

At night I jerk and jerk

But my dick don’t work it don’t even hurt

Now who’d ever thought a nigga rude as Ice Cube

A’be pissing through a tube

Fool I’m a vet

Fool, I’m a vet you can bet

I can dance underwater and not get wet (check it)

It’s raining bullets and I’m still there

Young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair

Fuck a V-A they need G-A

Gang Hospital for a cripple

Now I’m drinking Ripple

Same corner, same hood I’m still there

With bandanas tied to my wheel chair

To all the hood rat hoes I’m fired

They mad cause my tongue get tired

Now everybody want to put they dope on me

Sayin I won’t get searched by the LAPD

I’m sittin' in a doorway deuce-five

Depending on that to keep my ass alive

I don’t got bows but my arm’s about a one-six

With fucking legs looking like tooth picks

Some times I can’t deal

Got to beg the BG’s to roll me up the hill

Put me on the porch

Now I’m on the torch

Smoking cocaine

Just to maintain

Nothing to gain nothing to lose

And last night I couldn’t make it to the bathroom

Feeling like a 2-year-old

You can’t get a sip from the brew I hold

It’s the only friend to a stranger

AKA: handicapped gangbanger

There’s a lot in my life I regret becoming a ghetto vet

Fool I’m a Vet

Fool I’m a vet you can bet

That I could dance underwater and not get wet

Check it

It’s raining bullets and I’m still there

I’m still there

Dedicated to all the ghetto vets

For every nigga that done took one for the hood