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Ice-T( Tracy Lauren Marrow )
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Watch The Ice Break
It's goin' down from the Ammo Dump I got my nigga SLJ and DJ Aladdin Droppin' the phat tracks, hit 'em with it Syndicate's in the muthafuckin' house All duck MC's get flat, muthfuckas, yeah
1993 and it's still me A rappin' brother from L.A., the cool T Diss a brother, hate a brother, I still come back With the phat tracks, fuck the pop crap
I got a mind to cold diss a fool Wack rappers sellin' out urge me to pull tools For no reason Pop suckers hookin' for hits like hoes skeezin'
Prostitutes that can't shoot, yet you clock loot Dance steps with the weak styles, but you look cute Bitch, that shit's wack Let Hammer dance, and you other fools ease back
The microphone in some twist in a clenched fist Mind locked on they got a load of my hit list And make duck rappers pray Many talk shit but none â€~Step This Way'
'Cause I'm quick to beat down a weak clown Clock crazy juice from L.A. to the Boogie Down I play the whole map Got hoes locked like a muthafuckin' bear trap
Ice muthafuckin' T Before hoes gee they need two forms of I.D. Never fess, not the best, but I'm hard to shake Huh, watch the Ice break, watch the Ice break
Yo, let's see now who's tryin' to diss me Say I sold out â€~cause I rocked with the B.C. Y'all are bitches, you're straight wacked Quick to talk shit, but always behind the back
I do whatever I wanna do, punk hoe I rock a perm, you rock an afro I wear khakis, while y'all wear silk Y'all drink 40s and I drink milk
'Cause that's my muthafuckin' biz I never sell out 'cause it's no sale, kid Hardcore to my heart from the fuckin' start Whether done over beats or loud guitars
I drop the dope hits Case you forgot, I invented this gangsta shit You wanna step to me, new jack? Walk Come back in five LP's, then we can talk
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You're just new, kid, you got a hit out In interviews you talk a lotta shit out You got paid, you really made out You went broke when your one jam played out
Now, you're searchin' for that one more hit, shit I ain't new to this, I got gangs of gold I come original, then I break the mold Too many MC's hit, then fold, they're just fakes Huh, watch the Ice break, watch the Ice break
Yeah, Syndicate jumpin' off 1993 On some old fly smooth shit All the muthfuckas out there down with us You know what I'm sayin', we rollin' strong
All the busters out there that got some static to say We're settin' this shit off physically this year Like KRS-One says, â€~Sucker MC's duck down'
Muthafuckas ain't takin no shit I'm swingin' on busters, point-blank Diss me and it's on, straight up
Now it's the break of dawn and the mic is still on All hoes are fuckin' and the rhymes are damn strong Many MC's that choke from the mic smoke Those who tried to get with me, lost in rhyme infinity
Or they lost breath To try to step to the Ice equals sure death 'Cause [Incomprehensible]beginnin' than you ever assume Drop the mic, go rap in your livin' room
I love the quick kill Swing on a nigga sometimes just to break ill Knuckle up, bust the fool in his fuckin' eye All hands, I need no gun, yo, punk, why?
'Cause if I pull my gun, you die No second try I gotta cool out now, so I don't over freeze Nut up and start murderin' MC's
Start catchin' bodies from state to state Don a ski mask and walk the streets late And do me up a whole damn crew The Getto Boys was trippin', but my mind's trickin' me too
Come diss me, and I meet you one day And bet your life it won't be a fun day I hope, nigga, it's not your fate That you're around when the Ice breaks When the Ice breaks
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