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Ten ago I used to listen to rappers flow
bout the way they rocked the mic at the disco
I liked how that shit was goin'
Dreamt about ripping the mic my own sound
So I tried to write rhymes somethin' like
My boys said, That you Ice
That shit sounds like them so I sat thought up a new track

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

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When I wrote about someone always died
When I tried to write happy yo I I lied
I lived a life of crime why play ya blind?
A simple look and anyone with two would know
I'm a player from he streets
Rappin' bout hardcore topics over hardcore beats
A different than the average though
Jet you through the lane drop ya on death row

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

But I kick it to you and real
One move, and you caps peeled
I no super hero, I ain't no Marvel Comic
But it comes to game I'm atomic
At droppin' it straight point blank and
No needed, cause I lived 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 stepped up to me and said
"Hey yo, Ice we don't think you're down set ya claimin'?
He the Glock, yo my set's aimin'
Dumb try to roll on me
I'm protected by a thousand MC's
And hoodlums and hustlers and with Jeri Curls

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

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So step to me if you think that ready to
Got on your bullet proof? Well mine's right through
This ain't no to me, it's hollow fame to me
Without from streets
So I don't claim be the hardest on earth
Catch me slippin', I can even get worked but I don't slip often
There's a coffin waitin' for the who comes off soft when
The real fuckin' shit 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
you out your car so fast you'll get whiplash
Numbers on your roof top for when the copters
Gang bangers don't carry no switch
Every kid's got a Tec 9 or a hand
Thirty-seven killed last week in a 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 fucked 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 the rhyme
Maybe it's cause of where I'm from L.A. that was a shot gun

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