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

Didn't fantasize the pure facts
Motherfuckers got scared they was unprepaired
Who would tell it how it was? Who dared?
A motherfucker from the west coast L.A. central fool
Where the and the bloods play
I wrote about parties it didn't fit
Six in the that was the real shit

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

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

But I it to you hard and real
One wrong move, and you caps
I ain't no super hero, I ain't no Comic
But when it comes to game I'm
At droppin' it point blank and untwisted
No needed, cause I lived it
This ain't no fuckin' joke this shit is to me, I'm Ice T
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Two weeks ago I was out at the
Two brothers stepped up to me and
"Hey yo, Ice we don't think you're down what set ya
He drew the Glock, yo my aimin'
Dumb motherfucker try to on me
Please I'm by a thousand MC's
And hoodlums and hustlers and bangers with Curls

We won't even the girls
'Cause they got my and I got theirs too
Fight for the streets when I'm on Oprah or
They try to a nigga but they just didn't figure
my wit's as quick as a hair 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 right through
This ain't no game to me, it's hollow to me
Without respect streets
So I claim be the hardest motherfucker on earth
Catch me slippin', I can even get worked but I don't slip that
There's a waitin' for the brother who comes off soft when
The real shit goes down, take a look around
All them pussies can be

They talk a mean fight but fight like
I'm south central, fool where everything goes
Snatch you out car so fast you'll get whiplash
on your roof top for when the copters pass
Gang bangers carry no switch blades
Every kid's got a Tec 9 or a grenade
Thirty-seven last week in a crack war

Hostages tied up and shot in a liquor store, gives a fuck
The children to go to school
Well, moms, good luck 'cause the shit's up bad
I use my pad and pen and my break out mad
I try to write about fun and the good
But the pen yanks away and explodes and destroys the
Maybe just cause of where I'm from L.A. that was a shot gun

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