Rampage on stage,my in a rage my posse,found the Uzi but missed the 12 gauge Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a that Cold thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a quake I can't on bread and water or lobster and steak My a riot gun,there ain't none bigger About to the ammo,"E" squeeze the trigger
say I'm violent,they should watch their T.V They say I'm brutal,they should their P.D You me,now your kids rave me I rap about the life that the city gave me Murder,intrigue,somebody must Miami is small time,L.A's the big league From the 60's to the nickerson "G" Pueblos,grape street,this is I see The jungle,the 30's,the V.N.G Life in L.A. no cup of ter
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I've dogged out by cops,shackled and socked Paid my to the streets,took my hard knocks by snobs,damn near trampled by mobs Persecuted by workin' nine to five jobs a panther I prowl ,like a lion I growl Learn to see behind my back the head of an owl I'm the voice of the youth,the of truth I speak is really though some May say ruthless tactics are takin' by me to People to life but I no fakin' No jivin',no lyin',no frontin',no Say whats up,understand what I'm sayin' Ban me,try it,you might cause a What the won't play,the underground will supply it I'm a MC pirate that's loud not as they make'em,make a rule I'll defy it Critics may say I'm wise,some may call my lies I've more in one day than they will in their lives But do respect the words I inject credit for realism and the truth I project Because I bust rhymes for fun,or cut MC's like a knife But the I love is the drama of life So don't diss me don't dare,I feel you should You may think I'm soft but you're just Of the wrath of the Ice enraged For a nighmare
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Cops hate kids,kids cops,cops kill kid's with warnin' shouts What is crime and what in is justice?I think I forgot We buy weapons to keep us Reagan sends guns where don't belong The is thick and the drag is strong But no matter the lies we all know who's Homeless on the city streets Waitin' to die nothin' to eat rich politicians soak their feet In the pools at ten million buck retreats People hate for color of face No one had a choice in the we were placed A brother in queens was and chased Murdered cold in the streets, a disgrace because of his race,his life went to waste And no one to jail when the court heard the case or corruption?it's all interlaced How can you this?I can't stand the taste
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I get for illin',cold makin' a killin' My pockets keep fillin',I got dollars to the Got a safe in my floor,car got bullet doors Every time I rock the mic I leave you wishin' for Because my raps bull,got cold stupid pull You wanna eat my rhymes like candy,till your mind's over But MC's today ain't got nothin' to say "A" to the mother "K"
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