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

Didn't kicked the pure facts
Motherfuckers got 'cause they was unprepaired
Who would it how it really was? Who dared?
A motherfucker the west coast L.A. south central fool
Where the crips and the play
When I wrote parties it didn't fit
Six in the that was the real shit

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When I wrote parties someone always died
When I tried to happy yo I knew I lied
'Cause I lived a life of crime why ya blind?
A simple look and with two cents would know
I'm a hardcore player from he
bout hardcore topics over hardcore drum beats
A little different the average though
Jet you through the fast drop ya on death row

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

But I kick it to you hard and
One wrong move, and you peeled
I ain't no super hero, I no Marvel Comic
But when it comes to I'm atomic
At droppin' it point blank and untwisted
No imagination needed, cause I it
ain't no fuckin' joke this shit is real 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 think you're down what set ya claimin'?
He drew the Glock, yo my set's
Dumb motherfucker try to on me
I'm protected by a thousand MC's
And and hustlers and bangers with Jeri Curls

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

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So step to me if you think you're ready to
Got on your bullet proof? mine's goin' right through
This ain't no game to me, it's hollow to me
Without respect streets
So I don't claim be the hardest on earth
me slippin', I can even get worked but I don't slip that often
There's a coffin waitin' for the brother who off soft when
The real shit goes down, take a look around
All them pussies can be

They talk a fight but fight like hoes
I'm south central, fool where everything goes
Snatch you out your car so fast get whiplash
Numbers on roof top for when the copters pass
Gang don't carry no switch blades
kid's got a Tec 9 or a hand grenade
Thirty-seven last 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, good luck the shit's fucked up bad
I use my pad and pen and my break out mad
I try to about fun and the good times
But the pen yanks away and and destroys the rhyme
it's just cause of where I'm from L.A. that was a shot gun

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