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Track: No Vaseline
Artist: Ice Cube
Album: Death Certificate

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Name: Ice Cube
Spotify Genres: gangster rap, west coast hip hop, g-funk
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Born: June 15, 1969, South Central Los Angeles, California American rapper, actor, and filmmaker. His DJ was [a173640] (deceased, R.I.P.), brother of Los Angeles rap legend, [a=WC] who tours as Ice Cube's hype man and also member of Westside Connection. Ice Cube began his career with the C.I.A., a group comprised of Ice Cube and his neighbor, [a=Sir Jinx]. Jinx would later introduce him to his cousin, [a=Dr. Dre]. After doing performances with Dre, they teamed up with [a=Yella], [a=Eazy-E], [a=MC Ren], and [a=The Arabian Prince] to form the most iconic "gangsta rap" group of all time, [a=N.W.A.]. He broke away at the height of their national notoriety, after realizing he was being swindled out of hundreds of thousands of dollars by Ruthless Records. Although he left N.W.A., Cube still wanted Dre to produce his solo debut album. Eazy contractually rejected this request, because Dre was the producer for his record label (Ruthless) and he felt betrayed that Cube left the group. [a=Ice Cube] left [a=N.W.A.] and formed [a=Da Lench Mob] with his neighborhood friends [a=Sir Jinx], [a=K-Dee], [a=Dazzie Dee], [a=T-Bone (2)], [a=J-Dee], [a=Shorty (2)], female lyricist [a=Yo-Yo], [a=Chilly Chill], and Ice Cube's cousin, [a=Del the Funky Homosapien]. Cube began looking for other producers to produce his solo. He approached [a=Public Enemy], who were already busy recording their third album, "Fear of a Black Planet" and scoring the "Juice" Soundtrack. So instead, they recommended him to 3rd Bass' producer Sam Sever; but Sam failed to show up to the meeting with Cube. Cube also had informed Public Enemy and their producers, The Bomb Squad, that when he mentioned to Eazy that he might employ them as his producers, Eazy "rolled his eyes" as if they were inadequate to do the job as successfully as Dre. When The Bomb Squad learned of this, they fully agreed to produce Cube's first solo project. In addition to The Bomb Squad, he also got fellow Lench Mob producer [a=Sir Jinx] and [a=DJ Pooh] to produce tracks as well. On his initial solo release, [m97462] Ice Cube injected virulent political and cultural rhetoric that stepped above N.W.A's gangbanging braggadocio. Ice Cube squashed the bi-coastal rap rivalry and collaborated with New York's hip-hop heavyweights [a28209]. Their production team, [a141963], produced Amerikkka's Most Wanted. Ice Cube became a lightning rod for attracting attacks from rock critics and moralists for his lyrical content. Time has shown that the ruthless words and pointed imagery on both Amerikkka's Most Wanted and 1991's Prophetic pre-LA riots "Death Certificate" were not included for shock-value. The message construed in his rhymes presaged Los Angeles's incendiary reaction to the outcome of the Rodney King trial. On his album "Death Certificate", Cube introduces local L.A. legends [a=Deadly Threat] and [a=Kam] on the song "Color Blind". The production was mainly handled by [a=DJ Pooh], Rashad Coes, and [a=Bobcat] of The Boogie Men (along with [a=Sir Jinx] and Ice Cube himself). America was now listening to Ice Cube. [m97474] debuted at #1 on the R&B Album chart and #2 on the Top 200 Album chart. In 1992, Ice Cube continued his vocal incursion into suburban America with a role in John Singleton's epic film on South Central LA, Boyz In The Hood and by touring on the second Lollapalooza. His next release, [m97485], galvanized him as the premiere multi-platinum West Coast hip-hop Icon. It debuted at #1 on both the R&B and Top 200 Album charts. [m97485] was an epilogue to the LA riots and while [m97481] provides a hassle-free moment in a Compton day, there is still dissonance in Ice Cube's America. 1993's Lethal Injection sees Ice Cube morphing into his "Don Mega" persona that permeates his War & Peace albums and projects with Westside Connection. These first four albums set him up for his later successes. In addition to his War & Peace two-album series, Ice Cube has recently starred in The Friday After Next, the 3rd installment of his multi-million dollar earning Friday movie franchise, Player's Club, Barbershop, and "Straight Outta Compton", the biopic about N.W.A. Previously enrolled at the Phoenix Institute Of Technology in the fall 1987 semester & graduated with a diploma in architectural drafting.

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Release: Ice Cube - No Vaseline EP
Year: 2004
Genres: Hip Hop

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LYRICS

Got damn, I'm glad ya'll set it off.
Used to be hard, now you're just wet and soft.
First you was down with the AK,
and now I see you on a video with Michel'le?
Lookin' like straight bozos.
I saw it comin', that's why I went solo.
And kept on stompin',
when ya'll mothafuckers moved straight outta Compton.
Livin' with the whites, one big house,
and not another nigga in site.
I started off with too much cargo,
dropped four niggas now I'm makin' all the dough.
White man just rulin'.
The Niggas With Attitudes -- who ya foolin'?
Ya'll niggas just phony,
I put that on my mama and my dead homeys.
Yella Boy's on your team, so you're losin';
Ay yo Dre, stick to producin'.
Callin' me Arnold, but you Been-a-dick;
Eazy E saw your ass and went in it quick.
You got jealous when I got my own company,
but I'm a man, and ain't nobody helpin' me.
Tryin' to sound like Amerikkka's Most,
you could yell all day but you don't come close.
Cuz you know I'm the one that flown,
ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go.
With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and ya'll disgrace the C-P-T.
Cuz you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy,
with no vaseline...

[Refrain]
[L.L. sample:] "Now you're gettin' done without vaseline..." [3x]
[Biz Markie sample:] "Damn, it feels good to see people...on it"

The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin',
who gives a fuck about a punk-ass villain?
You're gettin' fucked real quick,
and Eazy's dick, is smellin' like MC Ren's shit.
Tried to tell you a year ago,
but Willie D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, so
I couldn't stop you from gettin' ganked,
now let's play big-bank-take-little-bank.
Tried to dis Ice Cube, it wasn't worth it
cuz the broomstick fit your ass so perfect.
Cut my hair and I'll cut them balls,
cuz I heard you're, like, givin' up the drawers.
Gang-banged by your manager, fella,
gettin' money out your ass, like a mothafuckin' Ready Teller.
Givin' up the dollar bills,
now they got the Villain with a purse and high-heels.
So don't believe what Ren say,
cuz he's goin' out like Kunte Kinte,
but I got a whip for ya Toby;
used to be my homey, now you act like you don't know me.
It's a case of divide-and-conquer,
cuz you let a Jew break up my crew.
House nigga gotta run and hide,
yellin' Compton, but you moved to Riverside.
So don't front, MC Ren, cuz I remember when you drove a B 2-10.
Broke as a mothafuckin' joke.
Let you on the scene to back up the Verse Team.
It ain't my fault, one nigga got smart,
and they rippin' your asshole apart.
By takin' your green, oh yeah,
the Villain does get fucked with no vaseline.

[Refrain scratched]

I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
And when I see your ass again, I'll be hesitant.
Now I think you a snitch,
throw a house nigga in a ditch.
Half-pint bitch, fuckin' your homeboys.
You little maggot; Eazy E turned faggot.
With your manager, fella,
fuckin' MC Ren, Dr. Dre, and Yella.
But if they were smart as me,
Eazy E would be hangin' from a tree.
With no vaseline, just a match and a little bit of gasoline.
Light 'em up, burn 'em up, flame on...
till that Jheri curl is gone.
On a permanent vacation, off the Massa plantation.
Heard you both got the same bank account,
dumb nigga, what you thinkin' bout?
Get rid of that Devil real simple, put a bullet in his temple.
Cuz you can't be the Nigga 4 Life crew
with a white Jew tellin' you what to do.
Pullin' wools with your scams, now I gotta play the Silence of the Lambs.
With a midget who's a punk too,
tryin' to fuck me, but I'd rather fuck you.
Eric Wright, punk, always into somethin', gettin' fucked at night.
By Mista Shitpacker, bend over for the gotdamn cracker, no vaseline...