your forehead, neck and mouth Don't give a fuck about your set or the pants you sag Then rush a hospital and bank ya if you don't check out A cold
can't comprehend your stupidity, miscalculation Word to obstetricians show your crews anhiliation Predicted, Brains get evicted, Fuckin with me kid Bullets lift your lid And watch your weak kool aid heart
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exceptional congressional It's best that you bester crew Wit your flesh going bruise Blood goin' ooze and However you choose your ass goin' lose This ain't the blues Don't
me a call. You know how we do? Roc-A-Fella Style, Peace [Ice-T] Peace out Motherfuckers said I'd never survive, here I am Check your sound scan virally
Pentium So follow me, I blame sovereignty for God we bust Top Gun, move bright, smooth as Ice, sex and dust Ante up the goods, Top Gun Ice-T in your
't stop, huh, ha, huh, uh, yeah, shit [Buckshot, Ice-T] Buckshot, he be the emcee What, watch your step [Buckshot Shorty] Can I hear it for Buckshot? (
And most loved at the same time 'cuz Ice nigga what the fuck you wanna do about a T Most'cha bitch niggas can't fuck with me 'Cause your chin-chalked
(Intro: Ice-T) Yeah, Ice-T nigga, Seventh Deadly Sin It's all about that hardcore mind Got my nigga Radzay, my nigga Bazaro, my girl Gripsta in the house
we bust Top Gun, move bright, smooth as Ice, sex and dust I'm 15 blocks deep in the foreign neighborhood Ante up the goods, Top Gun Ice-T in your
for hundreds of years What Daff is dead? Carter got 25 years? Nah Spike 35 to life? Nah, don't tell me B.O.'s dead, man I don't wanna hear that, man
your motherfuckin' heart, yeah, you know You my nigga, peace, to Biz Markie, yeah Boy, you know the biz, remember back on the bus When we had the bus an' was sharin' it biz? Yeah, I ain't
out to all the fly ladies, yeah Check me out It's time for me to kick game And if I can't do it, then ladies, Ice ain't my name Now real brothers ain't
you, then your crew too I never diss an emcee, I wish 'em all good luck But if you diss me to my face, duck My style don't ramble, you shouldn't gamble
dude That's right I'm the pimp behind the wheels (But the record says the yellow niggas gettin' loose) I don't think they hear you, nigga I don't think they hear
the wax Play it on your tape deck, feel the effect If you can't take the heat, eject But I know you can,'cause you're an Ice-T fan No sell-outs here,
