Bird In The Hand
Ice Cube Lyrics


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Fresh out of school cause I was a high school grad
Gots to get a job 'cause I was a high school dad
Wish I got paid like I was rappin' to the nation
But that's not likely so here's my application
Pass it to the man at AT&T
'Cause when I was in school I got the A-E-E
But there's no S-E for this youngsta
I didn't have no money so now I have to punch the
Clock like a slave, that's what be happenin'
But whitey says there's no room for the African
Always knew that I would clock G's
But welcome to McDonald's can I take your order please
Gotta sell ya food that might give you cancer
'Cause my son doesn't take no for an answer
Now I pay taxes that you never give me back
What about diapers, bottles, and similac
Do I gotta go sell me a whole lotta crack
For decent shelter and clothes on my back?
Or should I just wait for help from Bush
Or Jesse Jackson, and operation Push
If you ask me the whole thing needs a douche
A masengel what the hell cracker sell in the neighborhood
To the corner house bitches
Miss porker, little Joe or Todd Bridges
Or anybody that he know
So I got me a bird, better known as a kilo
Now everybody know I went from po' to a nigga that got dough
So now you put the feds against me
'Cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency
I'm never givin' love again
But blacks are too fuckin' broke to be republican
Now I remember I used to be cool
Till I stopped fillin' out my W-2
Now senators are gettin' high
And your plan against the ghetto backfired
So now you got a pep talk
But sorry, this is our only room to walk
'Cause we don't want to drug push
But a bird in the hand is worth more than the bush





Tell the politicians, the hustlers, live and let live (yeah)
Tell the politicians, the hustlers, live and let live (yeah)

Overall Meaning

In Ice Cube's song A Bird In The Hand, he tells the story of a young African-American man who has just graduated from high school and becomes a father, leading to him needing to get a job. He wishes he could get paid like a rapper but has to settle for a job at McDonald's. He talks about the difficulties of trying to make ends meet and how he feels like he is being treated unfairly due to his race. Ice Cube mentions that the government isn't doing enough to help those who are struggling in poverty and how there is a lack of opportunities for African Americans. He reminisces on his past and how he used to be cool but now feels like he needs to resort to illegal activities to get by.


The lyrics of A Bird In The Hand tackle issues that were relevant at the time of the song's release in 1991, including racism, poverty, and social inequality. Ice Cube is using his platform to voice the struggles and challenges faced by many African Americans in the United States. He's not just a rapper, he's a storyteller who is inviting us to empathize with the plight of the people in the ghetto who feel like they have no other choice. It's a powerful message that continues to resonate with audiences today.


Line by Line Meaning

Fresh out of school cause I was a high school grad
I just graduated high school and now I need to find a job


Gots to get a job 'cause I was a high school dad
I need to get a job, because I also have a kid to support


Wish I got paid like I was rappin' to the nation
I wish I could make money from music like other rappers do


But that's not likely so here's my application
But since that's not possible, I have to fill out a job application


Pass it to the man at AT&T
I need to give my application to someone at AT&T


'Cause when I was in school I got the A-E-E
I did well in school and got good grades


But there's no S-E for this youngsta
But I don't have the money and resources it takes to succeed


I didn't have no money so now I have to punch the Clock like a slave, that's what be happenin'
I don't have a lot of money, so I have to work hard at a job I don't like


But whitey says there's no room for the African
White people in power don't give black people the same opportunities to succeed


Always knew that I would clock G's
I always knew that I would make a lot of money


But welcome to McDonald's can I take your order please
But for now, I have to work at McDonald's and take orders for a living


Gotta sell ya food that might give you cancer
I have to sell food that isn't very healthy, just to keep my job


'Cause my son doesn't take no for an answer
I have to provide for my son, no matter what it takes


Now I pay taxes that you never give me back
I pay taxes, but I don't benefit from them in any way


What about diapers, bottles, and similac
What about all the things my son needs that aren't covered by taxes?


Do I gotta go sell me a whole lotta crack
Do I have to turn to illegal activities just to provide for my family?


For decent shelter and clothes on my back?
Do I have to resort to desperate measures just to have a roof over my head and clothes to wear?


Or should I just wait for help from Bush
Should I wait for help from the government, which may never come?


Or Jesse Jackson, and operation Push
Should I wait for help from Jesse Jackson and Operation PUSH?


If you ask me the whole thing needs a douche
Honestly, the entire system needs to be improved and cleaned up


A masengel what the hell cracker sell in the neighborhood
What kind of useless items are white people selling in our communities?


To the corner house bitches
Who are they trying to sell to at the corner stores?


Miss porker, little Joe or Todd Bridges
Specifically, who do they think they can sell to, Miss Porker, Little Joe, or Todd Bridges?


Or anybody that he know
Basically, anyone they know will do, even if it's not actually useful


So I got me a bird, better known as a kilo
So instead of turning to government programs, I've turned to selling drugs


Now everybody know I went from po' to a nigga that got dough
Now that I'm making money selling drugs, everyone knows I've gone from being poor to being rich


So now you put the feds against me
Now the government and the police are after me for selling drugs


'Cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency
Because I couldn't find help through government programs, I turned to selling drugs


I'm never givin' love again
I'm never going to trust or depend on the government again


But blacks are too fuckin' broke to be republican
But black people are too poor to be Republicans, who often help the rich


Now I remember I used to be cool
Now I remember when I used to not have to resort to desperate measures


Till I stopped fillin' out my W-2
Until I stopped working a real job and stopped filling out tax forms


Now senators are gettin' high
Now people in power are abusing drugs themselves


And your plan against the ghetto backfired
All of the government's plans and policies to help the poor have failed


So now you got a pep talk
So now the government is trying to give us a motivational speech to get us to do better


But sorry, this is our only room to walk
Sorry, but our options are limited and we don't have many choices


'Cause we don't want to drug push
We don't want to sell drugs, but sometimes it's the only option available


But a bird in the hand is worth more than the bush
Sometimes it's better to take what you have instead of waiting for something better that may never come


Tell the politicians, the hustlers, live and let live (yeah)
We need to tell politicians and those trying to make it to just live and let others live as well


Tell the politicians, the hustlers, live and let live (yeah)
We need to tell politicians and those trying to make it to just live and let others live as well




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: O'SHEA JACKSON, MARK S. JORDAN, GEORGE JR. CLINTON, RONALD DUNBAR, DONNIE RAY STERLING, GARRY MARSHALL SHIDER, WILLIAM EARL COLLINS

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@cornellallen5229

Every time I hear this song, I picture that double barrel coming out the window. (WHAT PUNK,WHAT FOOL)

@brzdley1458

hehehe MARK

@milesgaming1240

MARK

@sandraruiz3834

Mark! 🚗💨

@dadzilla8640

Mark!!!!!! Lol 😆 🤣 😂

@neshamojanay9423

One of my favorites part of the movie lol

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@nazzswift8114

What up punk what up fool. Mark

@bmat961

Same thing I thought about, Boyz N Da Hood

@swissbeats2k

Mark lol

@stdomingoblues1187

Sick

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