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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'
about ripping the mic with my own sound
So I tried to write somethin' like them
My said, That ain't you Ice
That sounds like them so I sat back thought up a new track

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

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

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

But I kick it to you hard and
One wrong move, and you caps
I ain't no hero, I ain't no Marvel Comic
But it comes to game I'm atomic
At droppin' it straight point and untwisted
No needed, cause I lived it
This no fuckin' joke this shit is real to me, I'm Ice T
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Two ago I was out at the disco
Two brothers stepped up to me and
"Hey yo, Ice we don't think down what set ya claimin'?
He the Glock, yo my set's aimin'
Dumb motherfucker try to on me
I'm protected 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 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 Well mine's goin' right through
This ain't no game to me, it's hollow to me
Without from streets
So I don't claim be the motherfucker on earth
Catch me slippin', I can get worked but I don't slip that often
There's a coffin waitin' for the brother who comes off when
The fuckin' shit goes down, take a look around
All them can be found

They talk a mean fight but fight like
I'm from south central, fool everything goes
Snatch you out your car so you'll get whiplash
on your roof top for when the copters pass
Gang don't carry no switch blades
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 store, nobody gives a fuck
The have to go to school
Well, moms, good luck 'cause the shit's up bad
I use my pad and pen and my lyrics out mad
I try to write fun and the good times
But the pen yanks away and explodes and destroys the
Maybe it's cause of where I'm from L.A. that was a shot gun

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