《3 Strikes You In》是Ice Cube演唱的歌曲，收錄於《War & Peace Vol. 1 (The War Disc) [Explicit]》專輯中。
基本介紹
- 外文名：3 Strikes You In
- 所屬專輯：War & Peace Vol. 1 (The War Disc) [Explicit]
- 歌曲原唱：Ice Cube
- 發行日期：1998年01月01日
歌曲歌詞
One mo' strike and I'm through ni**a
Bottom of the ninth swingin' for my life
I'm up at the plate goin for the gate
They got my moms seated in section eight
Been on deck since my last felony
I'm that 0 for 2 motherf**ker
With the Louisville Slugger
Shay Whitie that left hand punk
Is on the mound and he comin' wit that off-speed junk
Its the West side Hustlers vs these LA Pigs
You can say the damned vs the nigs
My little homies in the dugout
They lookin' sad cause fourteen niggas done struck-out
My first offense was possession of w**d
Now I'm in the major leagues and
That motherf**ker Bill Clinton-is a son of a b**ch
Had the nerve to throw out the first pitch
I'm just tryin' to get rich like Trump
The Home Run king is now in a slump pass me a hunk
How the f**k can I stay out the pen
When its one-two-three strikes you in
One-two three strikes you in
Now how the f**k a ni**a supposed
To stay out the pen I'm on a blend
Of Gin and Hen everyday of my life
With two strikes it ain't right
He's in the wind-up
Here come the pitch
I swing aw sh*t (foul tip)
They felt the chill cause if I get on first
You know the deal a niggas gots to steal
Like to steal home and I betcha
That I can run over the LA Pig catcher
Just because I'm black wit a bat
They wanna send a ni**a back to the warning track
Full of count they say I won't amount to sh*t
But fool I can hit like Kenny Grit
With a split in my mouth on tha cellular phone
(It's going going gone )
And watch a pitcher get served
You from the LA Pigs
I know you coming with a curve
Hey batter batter is the chitter-chatter
I'm the designated hitter a ni**a
Much badder than Babe Ruth
Will I tell the truth and nothing but the truth
Hell yea I'd rather be shootin' hoops
Cause a niggas guaranteed to win
Against a bullshit loss and three strikes you in
Take me out to the ballgame
Take me out to the crowd (wha what wha what)
Another ni**a on trial
Keep ya peanuts Jeezuh
And f**k you Cracker Jack
I hope I never come back
I gots to root for my homeboys
If they don't win its a shame
Cause its one-two-three strikes you in
Twenty-five years of pain you know my name
They wanna ni**a to run and get hung
High strung so this pig can win the Cy-Young
I'ma hit this motherf**ker a mile
In the batters box high as Steve Hal
You can't salary cap my gat
No strike cause gangsta-rap is on the map
I'm like Satchel Paige wit a gauge
Or Jackie Robinson when I'm robbin' one
Of you Cracker Jacks fool I'm a motherf**kin' vet
And f**k yo seventh-inning stretch so
Take me out to the ballgame
And see my neighborhood name
In your Ghetto Hall of Fame
One-two three strikes you in
Now how the f**k a ni**a supposed
To stay out the pen I'm on a blend
Of Gin and Hen everyday of my life
With two strikes it ain't rightOne-two three strikes you in
Now how the f**k a ni**a supposed
To stay out the pen I'm on a blend
Of Gin and Hen everyday of my life
With two strikes it ain't right
Yea (It ain't right)
Playin' people like a game (It ain't right)
Human beings puttin' em in a jar (It ain't right)
For double life triple life (It ain't right)
Take me out to the ballgame
Take me out to the crowd (wha what wha what)
Another ni**a on trial
Keep ya peanuts Jeezuh
And f**k you Cracker Jack
I hope I never come back
I gots to root for my homeboys
If they don't win its a shame
Cause its one-two-three strikes you in
Twenty-five years of pain you know my name
(wha what wha what)
You know my name (wha what wha what)
You know my name (wha what wha what)
You know my name (wha what wha what)
You know my name
If I die tonight you know who did it (you know)
If I ride tonight you know who did it (you know)
If they sheck me up you know who did it (don't guess)
If they check my nuts you know who did it (get 'em)
If they break my bank you know who did it (yea)
If they pull my rank you know who did it (get 'em)
If they sock me up you know who did it (yea)
If they lock me up you know who did it (get 'em)
If they smear my name you know who did it
If they kill my game you know who did it
Remember me (you know who did it)
Wha what
