Another Level: Level-n-service

Intro: Ice CubeTitle's n themes, and shitYaknowhatI'msayin? Just let this motherfucker come on(yeah let's do this) And be fresh, like I am(serious nigga?)Verse One: Ice CubeI wish I was in high schoolSo I could fuck young bitches like Anotha Level doLet me hip you to my Lethal InjectionThe black erec-tion, in your midsectionI have you walking throughLike Bowlegged Lou, heidi heidi hoe, bitch... it's on like a pornoI got Different Strokes like Willis and ArnoldNow, Mr. Drummond see me coming butWatch your wife, for my dick'll be running a patch likeSlick Rick, thought I saw a putty-tatPussy fatter than the insane bitch that's singingat the end of the gameFumble more titties than Thurmond, Thomas, I'm asgreat man as eight man, and Emmitt SmithI got the gift to hit it swiftSo bitch you need a lift and I'm outVerse Two:Well how can one young black mack unpackpapes in mad stacks with no gat? I'm cool like that...and then someI got styles in my files so I lend some, to the needyYou get up, kid, but you get hit up like graffitiYo this the A-L rhymes that we say wellSo ease up, don't freeze up or get nervousCuz if you do loc got Levels-N-ServiceSo cock back and top thatI wear a top hat, I'm at the top cuz I'm all thatAnd extra adverbs, they're the kind you couldn't fuck withI got my style and I'm stuck with itgot levels-n-service (2X)Verse Three: BambinoI down a brew, then I check one two itAnd tellin bitches bend over, cuz you know how we do itIn the W-E-S-T the best nothin less seeSmooth adolescent, anti-depressant BambinoSuckaz, don't make me angryKnockin fuckers out, when my Tanqueray's tangyBut I'm a playa, pullin Berry's like HollyI freak hoes, and freak flows, with no folliesLike the proper brown eps, we're bodySee most niggaz get paid and wanna cracker like PollyBut Levels-N-Service, you know what's upAnd niggaz probably think I'm crazy cuz I'm bustin like a nutgot levels-n-serviceVerse Four:The pressure is on, I combine and come bust rhymesIn thousands of shows and still have Miller timeI speed it up, I slow itd owwwwnI max, I smoke a poundSo sit back, and listen to me lyricallycome all over the track, I fake the wackFly honies I attractNiggaz know not to act up, dips be on my tipso much I tell em back upBut don't say nothin, just listenI'm not on a mission, a wack MC dissingI'm just here to present the rep of my groupWe gots flavor, styles by the miles hoes and flows tooI'm tough actin like Tinactin for the feetMy niggaz love the way I'm reactin to the beatIt sounds sweet, I skate you to the streetAnd I make service, so niggaz get nervousgot levels-n-service (3X)