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Ten ago I used to listen to rappers flow
Talkin' bout the way rocked the mic at the disco
I liked how shit was goin' down
Dreamt about ripping the mic with my own
So I tried to write rhymes like them
My said, That ain't you Ice
That shit sounds like them so I sat thought up a new track

Didn't fantasize kicked the facts
Motherfuckers got 'cause they was unprepaired
Who would tell it how it really Who dared?
A motherfucker from the west coast L.A. south central
the crips and the bloods play
When I wrote about parties it fit
Six in the mornin' that was the real

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When I about parties someone always died
When I tried to write happy yo I knew I
'Cause I lived a life of crime why ya blind?
A simple look and anyone two cents would know
I'm a hardcore from he streets
Rappin' bout hardcore topics over hardcore beats
A little than the average though
Jet you through the fast lane ya on death row

'Cause anybody who's been there that life ain't so lovely
On the blood-soaked fast that invincible shit don't work
Throw ya in a joint you'll be comin' out feet
So I the mic with my style
I'm ill the other times buck wild
But the science is always
I'd be a sucker if I acted like I didn't care
I rap for brothers just like
Dazed by the in a quest for extreme wealth

But I kick it to you hard and
One wrong move, and you caps
I no super hero, I ain't no Marvel Comic
But when it to game I'm atomic
At it straight point blank and untwisted
No needed, cause I lived it
This ain't no fuckin' joke shit is real to me, I'm Ice T
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Two weeks ago I was out at the
Two brothers up to me and said
"Hey yo, Ice we don't think you're what set ya claimin'?
He drew the Glock, yo my aimin'
motherfucker try to roll on me
Please I'm protected by a thousand
And hoodlums and hustlers and bangers Jeri Curls

We won't even the girls
'Cause they got my back and I got too
Fight for the streets I'm on Oprah or Donahue
They try to sweat a nigga but they just figure
What my wit's as quick as a trigger
"He's not everyday-type prankster
I'm Ice T, the original

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So to me if you think that you're ready to
Got on your bullet proof? Well mine's goin' through
This ain't no game to me, hollow fame to me
Without respect from
So I claim be the hardest motherfucker on earth
Catch me slippin', I can get worked but I don't slip that often
There's a coffin waitin' for the who comes off soft when
The fuckin' shit goes down, take a look around
All pussies can be found

They a mean fight but fight like hoes
I'm from south central, fool where everything
you out your car so fast you'll get whiplash
Numbers on your roof top for the copters pass
Gang bangers don't carry no switch
Every kid's got a Tec 9 or a grenade
Thirty-seven killed week in a crack war

tied up and shot in a liquor store, nobody gives a fuck
The children to go to school
Well, moms, luck 'cause the shit's fucked up bad
I use my pad and pen and my break out mad
I try to write about fun and the times
But the pen away and explodes and destroys the rhyme
Maybe it's just cause of I'm from L.A. that was a shot gun

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