Once upon a time, in the black part of the city   Yo G, yo G you better get out of here man, 5-0   Yo Ice Cube, man   Whassup man?   Why you      Whassup?   Yo Ice Cube man, why you always kickin' the shit   About the bitches and the niggaz?   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 me tell ya a story or two   About a punk-ass nigga I knew      Named Jack, he wasn't that nimble, wasn't that quick   Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his dick   Ran up the street 'cause he was piping hot   Met a bitch named Jill on the bus stop      Dropped a line or two, and he had the hoe   At that type of shit he's a pro   So Jack and Jill ran up the hill to catch a lil' nap   Dumb bitch, gave him the claps      Then he had to go see Dr. 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   Sold dope out the front, but in back, marijuana grew   For the man that was really important   Who lived down the street in a Air Jordan      Ride to the fellow Mister Rogers and hoes   Drove a 500 sittin' on Lorenzo's   He broke out, Little Bo Peep, smoked out   Saw, her and her friends sellin' sheepskins      Yo yo I got them sheepskins   Yo, my empty sheepskins   Yo baby, what's up with that?      Hickory dickory dock, it was twelve o'clock   Cinderella ain't home must be givin' up the cock   I don't doubt it, she is kind of freaky of course   Had a fight with Snow White, she was fuckin' her dwarfs      Saw a fight over colors, 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      Yeah money, that's it, yeah money, that's it   This is Little Russ in the house   Rock that shit homey, rock that shit   Well, you know the rest      Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall   With a joint, drinkin' some 8-ball   Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville   Lookin' for, the wolf to kill      They're fucked up and they want revenge   Them and Humpty used to be friends   Now they're enemies 'cause he's a traitor   Pulled out the Uzi cruised by and sprayed him      Cinderella hoeing for the fellas   And Mister Rogers is gettin' mighty jealous   Of the cash that the pigs were makin'   Time for the pigs to get turned to bacon      'Cause Mister Rogers found out quick   That Humpty Dumpty was blown to bits   They said that the motherfuckin' wolf was next   So Mister Rogers better watch his step      So he let the wolf know   We're gonna fuck up the pigs, and take their ho   'Cause Cinderella is much too fast   Before twelve, givin' up ass      Double barrels all loaded and cocked   As soon as they show, they gonna get popped   They bailed down Sesame Street and caught 'em   Little Boy Blue is up front givin' orders      Little did they know Cinderella was a fink   She called the cops and got thrown in the clink   A bad influence? Yo, I don't know   Ice Cube'll tell the kids how the stories should go      Aiyyo man was that dope enough for you?   Yeah, you aight, you in the house we outta here, see ya   Yeah, you better go home before I whoop your little bad ass   Some bedtime story huh?   It's a nice place to visit but I wouldn't wanna live here   Ay, good ol' Mother Goose, remember her? I fucked her