Ice Cube is one of the founding artists of gangsta rap, and much of his musical output has contained harsh socio-political commentary. He was ranked number 8 on MTV's list of the 10 Greatest MCs of All Time, while fellow rapper Snoop Dogg ranked Ice Cube as one of the greatest MC of all time. AllMusic has called him one of hip-hop's best and most controversial artists, as well as "one of rap's greatest storytellers". In 2012, The Source ranked him number 14 on their list of the Top 50 Lyricists of All Time. In 2014, About.com ranked him number 11 on their list of the "50 Greatest MCs of All Time"
He released his solo debut album, "AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted," in 1990 to critical and commercial success, although upon its release he was accused of racism and misogyny. He has since released 1991's "Death Certificate", 1992's "The Predator", 1993's "Lethal Injection", 1998's "War & Peace Vol 1 (The War Disc)", 2000's "War & Peace Vol 2 (The Peace Disc)", 2006's "Laugh Now, Cry Later", 2008's "Raw Footage", and 2010's "I Am the West."
Ice Cube was raised in South Central by his parents, both of whom were employed at UCLA. He began writing raps while attending George Washington Preparatory High School in Westmont, California, most notably "Boyz 'N Tha Hood", which later became famous when done by N.W.A in 1986. Cube finished his schooling at William Howard Taft Charter High School in Woodland Hills, a predominately white neighborhood in San Fernando Valley, some 40 miles from the high-crime neighborhood where his family stayed.
Cube and a friend, Sir Jinx, rapped as a partnership called C.I.A. at parties hosted by Dr. Dre. After a brief stint in a group called "HBO", Cube showed Eazy-E "Boyz 'N Da Hood," and the pair, plus Dr. Dre, DJ Yella, The Arabian Prince and MC Ren, formed N.W.A.
Cube took one year off to earn a degree in architectural drafting in Phoenix in 1987 but returned in time to participate in N.W.A's debut album, Straight Outta Compton. The album attracted much notoriety for the group, from the FBI and concerned citizen and parent groups. Cube did the lead verse for the album's infamous track "Fuck tha Police."
Ice Cube left N.W.A due to financial and personality conflicts in 1989. With Da Lench Mob and the Bomb Squad (Public Enemy's producers), Cube recorded his debut album in New York City. AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted was released in 1990 and was an instantaneous hit as rap's popularity increased in mainstream society.
His 1991 follow-up, Death Certificate, was even more controversial. A few songs in the album featured Cube's hate of Uncle Sam and his politics, and a bonus track named "No Vaseline" was a diss to his former N.W.A bandmates. Also that year, he converted to the Nation of Islam. The album was re-released in 2003 with the bonus track "How to Survive in South Central," originally from the 1991 "Boyz N the Hood" soundtrack.
Controversy stirred about racist lyrics in his material: "Black Korea" (a song against Korean shopowners), referring to a former boss as "white Jew" in "No Vaseline", and songs such as "Enemy and Cave Bitch" (songs against "devils", a popular derogatory term at the time for white people). Partially to help deflect criticisms, Cube appointed a female rapper named Yo-Yo (who guested on AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted) to the head of his own record label and helped produce her debut album, Make Way for the Motherlode.
That was followed by Cube's acting breakout as the grown-up version of Darrin "Doughboy" Baker in the 1991 coming of age crime drama "Boyz in the Hood." Writer and director John Singleton, another LA native, penned the role specifically Cube. Ice Cube was later named "Most Promising Actor" at the 4th Chicago Film Critics Association Awards in 1992, beating out his co-star Cuba Gooding Jr. and newcomer Brad Pitt from "Thelma and Louise."
Cube toured on Lollapalooza in 1992 and widened his fan base. He released The Predator in November (1992) which debuted at #1 on both the pop and rnb charts, the first album in history to do so. For that album, Cube decided to load some G-funk style beats which at that time was the big thing and some remix tunes which brought a new style to Cube, in which previously he had released some hardcore and extreme work. Singles from The Predator included "Today was a Good Day" and "Check Yo Self (remix)" which all had a 2 part music video.
After The Predator, Cube's audience began to diminish. Lethal Injection (1993) was not very well-liked by critics, and Dr. Dre and the West Coast G-Funk sound was dominating hip-hop. It wasn't until later that the album became popular. Taking a break from his own albums, Cube assisted on debuts from Da Lench Mob (Guerillas in the Mist) and Kam (Neva Again). He later dueted with Dr. Dre on "Natural Born Killaz."
Around this time in 1993, Ice Cube also worked with soon-to-be-acclaimed rapper Tupac Shakur with his album Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z. and appeared on a track with 2pac.
In 1994 Ice Cube released Bootlegs & B-Sides.
During this time, hip-hop started making a transition from the West Coast Funk Hip-Hop to a more gritty East Coast hip-hop. With Mack 10 and WC, Cube formed the Westside Connection in 1996, releasing their debut album Bow Down later that year. This album was in due to Ice Cube's theory that the East Coast lacked respect for West Coast hip-hop. Songs like "Bow Down", and "Gangstas Make The World Go 'Round" make reference to this. Sales were brisk, but it did not establish a large audience. This album was later perceived as a classic, especially on the West Coast. Cube released several more solo albums; however, he is now known more for his movies than his music.
In 1998 Ice Cube released War & Peace Vol 1: The War Disc
In 2000 Ice Cube released War & Peace Vol 2: The Peace Disc
In 2003 Ice Cube along with W.C. & Mack 10 released Terrorist Threats as the West Side Connection.
In December 2004, after a long break from recording, he reached #2 in the UK singles chart with the club favourite, "You Can Do It" (featuring Mack 10 and Ms Toi), released as a single 5 years after it was first included on movie soundtracks such as
Ice Cube was influenced by and took his name from African American pimp-turned-author Iceberg Slim, who published his autobiography Pimp in 1969. At one point, Ice Cube was scheduled to play the lead role in a movie adaptation of Pimp, but the project appears to be halted.
Cube's oldest son, O'Shea Jackson Jr., made his feature film debut in the 2015 N.W.A biopic "Straight Outta Compton," portraying his father.
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Ice Cube Lyrics
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Too much knowledge kicked then you're lost
In a shuffle of feet Jinx the fiddler
And I control your mind like Hitler
You bow and vow to authority
See now a sucker with a style just boring me
So I show K.N.O.W.
Then I transform like a Decepticon
With a mic as a bomb
In my right palm
But I don't stay calm
So panic
Others can't flow so they go schizophrenic
You thought I dropped a dud in your face
Until you taste the blood of the bass
Then you faint, or better yet pass out
When I'm on the mic, believe it's ass out
You think you're raw so you draw
You lose, you're hung, you bite your tongue
The whole town saw in awe as you strangle
A noose on your neck, and you dangle
From side to side in the blazing heat
You're beat, you're dead, the fools fell off
You feel you're turning red, it's said
That your head burst
And this is only the first verse
Of the bomb
Don't break up the fight let them rumble
Over the years I've watched some go super-bad quick
Now the smell of the pen has got them sick to the stomach
Now ask yourself, who's stupid?
I take funky funky beats and I loop it
And pimp slap you in the face with the bass
And the boom from the bomb that I drop
Stop
You have a flat top as a fashion
I love Black women with a passion
But when they gotta go and show their ass in
I gotta clown the hoes, yeah
You gotta watch the ones with the big derrieres
They'll steer you wrong
Ice Cube's got it going on, hit me
For the gangster boogie two times for the gangster rhyme
The system ain't wholesome
They want to put a young brother in Folsom
And others see me on lockdown
But I come up foul then they get knocked out, word
To the brother that rolls the herb
Everybody getting knocked to the curb like that
Jinx got the gat, and it's a fact
He'll kick a funky beat to peel your cap
Now who's the mack?
Who's the hoe?
Who's the trick?
I got many, many styles won't you take a pick
But don't be alarmed
When I trip and stumble and fumble
And drop the (rewind)
Drop the bomb
I'm solo, you ask how I'm living
Still dropping more shit than a pigeon
With the L, the E, the N, the C, the H,
The M, the O, the B, the great
Lyrics that make the beat swing and I gotcha
It's the hip-hopper that don't like coppers
And if you try to upset the pot son
You get kicked in the chest like a shotgun
I make the beats, I make the breaks
I make the rhymes that make you shake
Make you find
Ice Cube never caught in the middle
I make shit to kick you in the ass a little
And still never hesitate to stutter step
Or bust a repitition on the mic
Still dissing all the hype
From left to right
How many left to fight?
So what that Lench Mob like?
Ice Cube's song The Bomb opens with the imagery of the holocaust, where Ice Cube, as he tosses too much knowledge out here, depicts how it must have been for the bosses, who were presumably making decisions that caused the holocaust. This knowledge, Ice Cube suggests, might cause one to become lost in the shuffle of feet. Jinx, the Fiddler, is brought in as an accessory, before Ice Cube cements his theme by likening himself to Hitler in how he controls his listener's minds. Cube further blasts conformity and vows to his authority, suggesting that they are suckers with boring styles. He raps about knowing too much on this track, and how it might trouble others, portraying their inability to reach his level of intellect.
The end of the first verse has Ice Cube flipping into the Transformer robot villain, Megatron, alluding to his powers that stem from his mic. The chorus, 'Bomb, get up', has Cube taking us through his style, as he pumps the bass thus, making listeners experience the blood of the bass. The second verse has Ice Cube questioning the system's judiciousness, illuminating how it wants to incarcerate young black boys into prisons such as Folsom. Cube hints that he's expected to end up imprisoned, but his enemies should be alarmed that if they do not come correct, they, too, will get knocked out.
Another element of the verse has an acknowledgment of the smoking culture and a warning on the big derrieres, which will steer one wrong. The song's ending verse is Cube working overtime in building his profile, stating that he's solo and unafraid to vocalize his political opinions, trash-talk big shots, and spin rhymes that will have you shaking. In summarizing his coup-de-grace, Cube suggests that he will never hesitate to bump skins with his enemies, left to right, while reminding us of how many people have been left to fight.
Line by Line Meaning
It's like a holocaust to the boss when I toss
When I'm on the mic, my words are so powerful that they're like a holocaust to the people in power.
Too much knowledge kicked then you're lost
When I drop too much knowledge, people can't handle it and become lost.
In a shuffle of feet Jinx the fiddler
Jinx the fiddler is making everyone dance to his beat.
And I control your mind like Hitler
Like Hitler, I have the power to control people's minds through my words.
You bow and vow to authority
People blindly follow authority without questioning it.
See now a sucker with a style just boring me
I'm bored with people who copy styles instead of creating their own.
So I show K.N.O.W. L.E.D.G.E. it might trouble you
I drop knowledge that might trouble or challenge people's beliefs.
Then I transform like a Decepticon
Like a Decepticon, I transform and become something more powerful.
With a mic as a bomb In my right palm
The mic in my hand is like a bomb waiting to explode.
But I don't stay calm
I'm aggressive and explosive on the mic.
So panic Others can't flow so they go schizophrenic
I'm so intense, that other rappers can't keep up and become mentally overwhelmed.
You thought I dropped a dud in your face Until you taste the blood of the bass
At first, people might not think much of my lyrics, but when the bass drops they feel the power of my words.
Then you faint, or better yet pass out
My words are so intense, they can make people faint or pass out.
When I'm on the mic, believe it's ass out
When I'm rapping, the competition is over and it's game over for other rappers.
You think you're raw so you draw
Other rappers think they're tough, but they can't compete with me.
You lose, you're hung, you bite your tongue
If you try and compete with me, you will lose, and you will be left speechless.
The whole town saw in awe as you strangle A noose on your neck, and you dangle
If you try and go against me, the whole town will be watching as I hang you out to dry.
From side to side in the blazing heat You're beat, you're dead, the fools fell off
If you try and compete with me, you'll be beaten, and people will see you as a failure.
You feel you're turning red, it's said That your head burst
Competing with me isn't just embarrassing, it can make you angry enough to make your head burst.
And this is only the first verse Of the bomb
I'm just getting started with my powerful lyrics.
Don't break up the fight let them rumble
Sometimes it's better to let people fight it out and see who's the best.
Over the years I've watched some go super-bad quick Now the smell of the pen has got them sick to the stomach
I've seen rappers rise and fall quickly, and now the idea of being a rapper makes them sick to their stomachs.
Now ask yourself, who's stupid?
People who try and be like me knowing they can't compete are the ones who are stupid.
I take funky funky beats and I loop it And pimp slap you in the face with the bass
I take funky beats and turn them into something even better, and then use the bass to hit people hard with my words.
And the boom from the bomb that I drop Stop
My lyrics are so powerful, they can stop everything.
You have a flat top as a fashion
People are often more concerned with their appearance than their skills as a rapper.
I love Black women with a passion
I have a love and respect for black women.
But when they gotta go and show their ass in I gotta clown the hoes, yeah
When women act inappropriately, I have to call them out on it.
You gotta watch the ones with the big derrieres They'll steer you wrong
People often get distracted by physical appearances and ignore other important factors.
Ice Cube's got it going on, hit me For the gangster boogie two times for the gangster rhyme
Ice Cube is the real deal, and people should listen to my gangsta rhymes.
The system ain't wholesome They want to put a young brother in Folsom
The system is corrupt and wants to put young black men in jail.
And others see me on lockdown But I come up foul then they get knocked out, word
People think I'll be taken down by the system, but instead it's often other rappers who can't keep up with me.
To the brother that rolls the herb Everybody getting knocked to the curb like that
People who waste time smoking weed are going to be left behind.
Jinx got the gat, and it's a fact He'll kick a funky beat to peel your cap
Jinx has the power to create amazing music that can take people's breath away.
Now who's the mack? Who's the hoe? Who's the trick? I got many, many styles won't you take a pick
I have a lot of different styles, and people can choose which one they like the best.
But don't be alarmed When I trip and stumble and fumble And drop the (rewind) Drop the bomb
Even when I seem like I'm having trouble, I can still deliver powerful lyrics, like dropping a bomb.
I'm solo, you ask how I'm living Still dropping more shit than a pigeon
I don't need anyone else to be successful, and I still release more music than anyone else.
With the L, the E, the N, the C, the H, The M, the O, the B, the great
My name and reputation precede me, and I'm considered one of the greatest.
Lyrics that make the beat swing and I gotcha It's the hip-hopper that don't like coppers
My lyrics are so good, that they make people want to dance, but at the same time I don't like authority figures.
And if you try to upset the pot son You get kicked in the chest like a shotgun
If you try and mess with me or my crew, you'll get hit hard.
I make the beats, I make the breaks I make the rhymes that make you shake
I have all the skills needed to create great music that can move people.
Make you find Ice Cube never caught in the middle
I never take the easy way out or try to avoid controversial topics. I always take a stand.
I make shit to kick you in the ass a little
My music has the power to motivate people and give them a little push to achieve their goals.
And still never hesitate to stutter step Or bust a repitition on the mic Still dissing all the hype
Even when I make mistakes, I don't let it stop me from rapping, and I always call out hype.
From left to right How many left to fight? So what that Lench Mob like?
I'm so good that no one can compete, and people underestimate the power of the Lench Mob.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: O'SHEA JACKSON, ANTHONY (PKA SIR JINX) WHEATON
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[Introducción] (La policía levantó barricadas, hubo una pelea) (Esto se convirtió en un motín y se extendió por Central Park) (Negros arrojaron botellas a la policía) (Las órdenes de dispersarse fueron ignoradas y grandes multitudes pululaban por las calles) ¡La bomba! [Verso 1] Es como un holocausto para el jefe cuando arrojo Demasiado conocimiento pateado, entonces estás perdido En un movimiento de pies, Jinx el violinista Y controlo tu mente como Hitler Te inclinas y prometes ante la autoridad Mira ahora, un tonto con un estilo que me aburre Así que le muestro K.N.O.W REPISA. podría molestarte Entonces me transformo como un Decepticon Con un micrófono como bomba En mi palma derecha Pero no me quedo tranquilo Tan pánico Otros no pueden fluir, por lo que se vuelven esquizofrénicos Pensaste que te había dejado caer un fiasco en la cara Hasta que pruebes la sangre del bajo Entonces te desmayas, o mejor aún te desmayas Cuando estoy en el micrófono, creo que está fuera de lugar Crees que eres crudo, entonces dibujas Pierdes, estás colgado, te muerdes la lengua Todo el pueblo vio con asombro mientras estrangulabas Una soga en tu cuello y cuelgas De lado a lado en el calor abrasador Estás golpeado, estás muerto, las botas se te cayeron de los pies Te estás poniendo rojo, se dice Que tu cabeza estalla Y este es solo el primer verso De la bomba (Rotura) [Verso 2] No rompas la pelea, déjalos retumbar A lo largo de los años, he visto a algunos volverse súper malos rápidamente Ahora el olor del bolígrafo les ha revuelto el estómago Ahora pregúntese, ¿quién es estúpido? Tomo ritmos funky funky y lo hago en bucle Y el chulo te da una bofetada en la cara con el bajo Y el boom de la bomba que dejo caer Detener Tienes un top plano como moda Amo a las mujeres negras con pasión Pero cuando tienen que ir y mostrar su trasero Tengo que hacer el payaso con las azadas, sí Tienes que mirar a los que tienen grandes derrieres Te guiarán mal Ice Cube lo tiene en marcha, golpéame Para el gángster boogie dos veces para la rima del gángster Y como no soy saludable Quieren poner un hermano joven en Folsom Prefieren verme encerrado Pero salgo sucio y luego los noquean, palabra Al hermano que enrolla la hierba Todo el mundo es golpeado contra la acera así Jinx consiguió el gat, y es un hecho Él pateará un ritmo funky para quitarte la gorra Ahora, ¿quién es el mack? ¿Quién es la puta? Quien es el truco Tengo muchos, muchos estilos, ¿no elegirías? Pero no te alarmes Cuando tropiezo, tropiezo y tropiezo Y suelta el (rebobinar) Suelta la bomba (Rotura) [Verso 3] Estoy solo, preguntas como estoy viviendo Todavía tirando más mierda que una paloma Con la L, la E, la N, la C, la H La M, la O, la B, la gran Letras que hacen que el ritmo oscile y te tengo Es el hip-hopper al que no le gustan los cobres Y si tratas de molestar al hijo de la olla Te patean en el pecho como una escopeta Hago los latidos, hago los descansos Hago las rimas que te hacen temblar Hacerte encontrar Ice Cube nunca atrapado en el medio Hago cosas para patearte un poco el trasero Y todavía nunca dudarás en tartamudear O rompe una repetición en el micrófono Sigo despreciando todo el bombo De izquierda a derecha ¿Cuántos quedan para luchar? Entonces, ¿qué le gusta a ese Lench Mob?
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@eminemisdogshit4626
Ice cube was top of the rap game when this came out.. crazy lyrics and flow.
@reginaldfowler7555
The Erdebon facts
@MethmalDhananjaya
Your name is the most toxic shit ever heard.
@eminemisdogshit4626
@@MethmalDhananjaya Youve lived a sheltered life then
@MethmalDhananjaya
@@eminemisdogshit4626 No i live in a free life that only Open minded people lives.
@eminemisdogshit4626
@@MethmalDhananjaya A free life? So people are entitled to own opinions?
@zachellis3751
This was when Cube was straight Savage. has to be one of the best hip hop albums of all time.
@tazzhardwick1316
I fully agree I wore out 2 cassettes when it came out..I was like damn nobody was close to him at the time.
@VegasX900
A critical and commercial success, it remains one of the defining hip hop albums of the 1990s. Every track on the Album is sick!
@renegadeurbanmediasource8117
I was 18 when this dropped! Now I'm 50! WOW!