No Vaseline

Album: Death Certificate (1991)
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  • Goddamn I'm glad y'all set it off
    Used to be hard now you're just wet and soft
    First you was down with the AK
    And now I see you on a video with Michel'le?
    Lookin' like straight Bozos
    I saw it comin' that's why I went solo
    And kept on stompin'
    When y'all motherfuckers moved straight outta Compton
    Livin' with the whites, one big house
    And not another nigga in sight
    I started off with too much cargo
    Dropped four niggas now I'm makin' all the dough
    White man just rulin'
    The Niggas With Attitudes, who ya foolin'?
    Y'all niggas just phony
    I put that on my mama and my dead homies
    Yella Boy's on your team, so you're losin'
    Ay yo Dre, stick to producin'
    Callin' me Arnold, but you been-a-dick
    Eazy-E saw your ass and went in it quick
    You got jealous when I got my own company
    But I'm a man, and ain't nobody helpin' me
    Tryna sound like Amerikkka's Most
    You could yell all day but you don't come close
    'Cause you know I'm the one that flowed
    Ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go
    With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and y'all disgrace the C-P-T
    'Cause you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy
    With no Vaseline

    ("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
    ("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
    ("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
    ("Damn, it feels good to see people, on it")

    The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin'
    Who gives a fuck about a punk-ass villain?
    You're gettin' fucked real quick
    And Eazy's dick, is smellin' like MC Ren's shit
    Tried to tell you a year ago
    But Willie D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, so
    I couldn't stop you from gettin' ganked
    Now let's play big-bank-take-little-bank
    Tried to diss Ice Cube, it wasn't worth it
    'Cause the broomstick fit your ass so perfect
    Cut my hair and I'll cut them balls
    'Cause I heard you like givin' up the drawers
    Gang-banged by your manager, fella
    Gettin' money out your ass, like a motherfuckin' Ready Teller
    Givin' up the dollar bills
    Now they got the Villain with a purse and high-heels
    So don't believe what Ren say
    'Cause he's goin' out like Kunte Kinte
    But I got a whip for ya Toby
    Used to be my homie, now you act like you don't know me
    It's a case of divide-and-conquer
    'Cause you let a Jew break up my crew
    House nigga gotta run and hide
    Yellin' Compton, but you moved to Riverside
    So don't front, MC Ren, 'cause I remember when you drove a be B210
    Broke as a mothafuckin' joke
    Let you on the scene to back up the First Team
    It ain't my fault, one nigga got smart
    And they rippin' your asshole apart
    By takin' your green, oh yeah
    The Villain does get fucked with no Vaseline

    ("Now you're gettin' done, get-getting done")
    ("Now you're gettin' done, get-getting done")
    ("Now you're gettin' done without Va-va-va-va-seline")

    I never have dinner with the President
    I never have dinner with the President
    I never have dinner with the President
    And when I see your ass again, I'll be hesitant
    Now I think you a snitch
    Throw a house nigga in a ditch
    Half-pint bitch, fuckin' your homeboys
    You little maggot, Eazy-E turned faggot
    With your manager, fella
    Fuckin' MC Ren, Dr. Dre, and Yella
    But if they were smart as me
    Eazy-E would be hangin' from a tree
    With no Vaseline, just a match and a little bit of gasoline
    Light 'em up, burn 'em up, flame on
    'Til that Jheri curl is gone
    On a permanent vacation, off the massa plantation
    Heard you both got the same bank account
    Dumb nigga, what you thinkin' 'bout?
    Get rid of that Devil real simple, put a bullet in his temple
    'Cause you can't be the Nigga 4 Life crew
    With a white Jew tellin' you what to do
    Pullin' wools with your scams, now I gotta play the Silence of the Lambs
    With a midget who's a punk too
    Tryna fuck me, but I'd rather fuck you
    Eric Wright, punk, always into somethin', gettin' fucked at night
    By Mista Shitpacker, bend over for the goddamn cracker, no Vaseline
    Motherfuckin' nosejob having ass
    Motherfuckin' Jheri curl lite
    Ambi wearing motherfuckin' bitch Writer/s: Anthony D Wheaton, David Lee Spradley, Edward Daryll Jr Irons, Garry Marshall Shider, George Jr. Clinton, O Shea Jackson, Raymond Lincold Jr Ransom, Reginald J Hargis
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Word Collections Publishing
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 3

  • Blackgotti from AmericaIce Cube dont regret nothing No Vaseline and the song talks about only one jew which isnt even anti Semitic
  • Sioraf from Macroon, IrelandSpot on Dave.
  • Dave from Edmonton, CanadaHey, why not tell us the actual facts and keep your opinions to yourself, Alex? The site is called Songfacts, not Songopinions. Keep your bias for the Comments secton, that's what it's for. (Also, thanks for mentioning Mary Whitehouse and not bothering to tell anyone exactly who she is, jackass)
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