Yo Ice Cube man! Whassup? Yo Ice Cube man, Why you always kickin' the shit 'bout the bitches and the niggers, 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 met tell you a story or two, About a punk ass nigger I knew, named Jack He wasn't that nimble, he wasn't that quick, Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his dick. Ran up the street coz he was pipin' hot, Met a bitch named Jill at the bus stop. Dropped a line or two, and he had the hoe, At that type o' shit he's a pro So Jack and Jill ran up the hill to catch a little nap, Dumb bitch gave him the claps Then he had to go see doctor 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 Selling dope out the front, Out the back marijuana grew For the man that was really important Who lived down the street in an Air Jordan Rogers the fellow, Mister Rogers the hoe Droppin' 500 sittin' on the windows He broke out, Little Bo Peep was smoked out, Saw her and her friend sellin' sheep skins Hickory Dickory Dock, it was twelve o'clock Cinderella ain't home, must be giving up the cock I don't doubt it, she was kinda phreaky of course, Had a fight with Snowy White, she was fuckin' her dwarfs Saw a fight over colours 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 Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall With a joint, drinkin' some eight-ball Three little pigs in a Coupe deVille, Looking for the wolf to kill The wolf fucked up and they want revenge, Them and Humpty used to be friends Now they enemies, cause he's a traitor Pulled out the uzi's, cruised by and sprayed him Cinderella, hoein' for the fellas, And Mr. Rogers was getting kinda jealous Of the cash that the pigs were makin', Time for the pigs to get turned to bacon Cause Mr. Rogers found out quick, That Humpty Dumpty was blown to bits They said that the mothafuckin' wolf was next, So Mr. rogers better watch his step So he let the wolf know, We're gonna fuck up the pigs and take their hoe 'cause Cinderella is much too fast, Before twelve givin' up ass Double-barrels all loaded and cocked, As soon as they showed, they gonna get popped They bailed out Sesame Street and quarters, Little Boy Blue was upfront giving orders Little did they know Cinderella was a fink, She called the cops and got thrown in the crink A bad influence, yo I don't know But Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the story should go Hey yo man, that dope enough for you? Yeah, you allright, you in the house, we're outta here, see you! Yeah, you better go home before I whoop your little bad ass (Some bedtime story, eh?) (It's a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live here) (Yeah, good old Mother Goose, remember her?) (I fucked her)