[Verse One]
  God damn, it's a brand new payback
  From the straight gangsta mack in straight gangsta black
  How many motherfuckers gotta pay
  Went to the shelf and dusted off the AK
  Caps gotta get pealed
  Cause "The Nigga Ya Love to hate" still can "Kill at Will"
  It ain't no pop cause that sucks
  And you can New Jack SWING on my nuts
  Down wit the niggaz that I bail out
  I'm platinum bitch and I didn't have to sell out
  Fuck you Ice Cube, that's what the people say
  Fuck AmeriKKKa, still wit hthe triple K
  Cause you know when my nine goes buck
  it'll bust your head like a watermelon dropped from 12 stories up
  Now let's see who'll drop
  Punk motherfuckers tryin to ban hip-hop
  Fuck R&B and the runnin man
  I'm the one that stand, with the gun in hand
  Make sure before you buck wit duck quick
  Punk, cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck wit
    "I'ma let y'all know one thing man.."
    [Verse Two]
  Hell yeah it's on, you better tell 'em
  Ice Cube and I'm rolling with the motherfuckin L.M.
  It's the number one crew in the area
  Make a move for your gat and I'll bury ya
  Ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt
  Punks roll when I put in work
  cause Lench Mob niggaz are the craziest
  And y'all motherfuckers can't fade my shit
  South Central, that's where the Lench Mob dwell
  Hittin fools up with the big ass L
  One time can't hold me back
  Sweatshirt, khakis and crokersacs
  Stop givin juice to the Raiders
  Cause Al Davis, never paid us
  I hope he wear a vest
  It's all about the L-E-N-C-H y'all know the rest
  Motherfuckin crew, motherfuckin mob
  Do a motherfuckin job in a motherfuckin squad
  In '91 Ice Cube grew stronger and bigger
  And I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with
    "One-and-two, ah-three-e-and-ah-four-and.."
  "Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute"
    [Cube] Drop a old school beat!
    [Verse Three]
  Like I said, it's a brand new payback
  9-91, Let's see who beats the jack
  Sir Jinx grew a little bit taller
  (Keep the wack beats out) true motherfuckin baller
  And hoes can't roll on
  Even bitches looking like En Vogue gotta "Hold On"
  Don't let me catch Daryl Gates in traffic
  I gotta have it, to peel his cap backwards
  I hope he wear a vest too, and his best blew
  goin up against the Zulu
  Break his spine like a jellyfish
  Kick his ass til I'm smellin shit
  Off wit the head, off wit the head I say
  And watch the devil start kickin
  Run around like a chicken, grand dragon finger lickin
  Yo, turn him over wit a spatula
  Now we got, Kentucky Fried Cracker
  Mess with the Cube, you get punked quick
  Pig, cause I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with!
    "Last person in the world you wanna fuck with.." [repeat 3X]