Emcee's no time out, it's time to rhyme out. You've dug your own grave, now you must climb out. Dig out, crawl out, hide from the fallout. 'Cause when I get mad I go all out.
'96. Ah shit. Ice-T back. Representin, nigga, once again. That real shit, nigga. I thought you knew, bitch. Better recognize. . [ CHORUS ]. Players, check your grip before you get popped.
Yo shut up, this is Ice muthafuckin' T. And I've been listenin' to a lotta DJ's. Get on the mike and tryin' to get busy. You know what I'm sayin'?. . But can't no DJ get rap like my muthafuckin' nigga Evil E.
Deuce,deuce revolver was my problem solver. Had a def girl,really didn't want to involve her. In the life of a gangster,use to rob bankster. But now I'm locked up,I'm just a punk low rankster.
Coolin in my crib, cold video dubbin. FBI wanted? Huh, don't mean nuttin. They call that shit a crime? Yo that shit's a joke. Hit record on my dope remote.
The seventh baby.... . [Chorus:]. I represent from LA. All the way to (NY NY). And when I get down. I get down here in LA. All the way to (NY NY). And when I parley.
Ten years ago. I used to listen to rappers flow. Talkin' bout the way. They rocked the mic at the disco. I liked how that shit was goin' down. With my own sound.
It's been a long while. Since I hit ya with freestyle. High tech selections. From the vaults of the Ice files. Kick back relax. And watch as I melt wax.
[Chorus 2x]. "You gotta make the money first". "Then when you get the money, you get the power". "Then when you get the power, Then you get the woman".
Hustler, word, I pull the trigger long,. Grit my teeth, spray till every nigga's gone.. Got my block sewn, armored dope spots,. Last thing I sweat's a sucka punk cop..
Yo, Ice, you been down with the struggle for a long time, man.... Why don't you drop some knowledge for these brothers who. want to get involved in this war....
Brainstorm microphone napalm. This is it, words from a timebomb. Attack speed, fast as an F15. Raise the heat, light thhe gasoline. Overload, it might cause a blackout.
Midnight chillin' at A.M P.M.. Coolin' drinkin' apple juice. In Evil's BM. The sound's up loud. To attract attention. rmoraled tires. On a lowered suspension.
(Make it funky). So the people can get down to the funky sound. Cause my crew don't mess around. (Make it funky). So the girls can get busy,dog the dance floor.
Yeah. This is goin out to all those muthafuckas. That like to use the word 'gangster'. Although I am the O.G.. I'm representin that hustlin game. To the end, nigga.
E-V-I-L E and Ice-T are on a jack move. Layin down the dope groove, smokin those who disapprove. Wreckin the deck, you'll regret if you cross punk. Rollin like a Mack truck, waxin those who talk junk.
It's eight a.m. I roll out my silk sheets. Get fly crash the limo back seats. Lookin' in the faces. Of some ladies that I never met. On the interview tip, no sweat.
Yo, yo, what's up, this is MC Ice T. I'm here to kick off the M.V.P.S for the 90's. You know I'm talkin' about my most valuable player. Buddies, ya, know so, I'ma drop 'em on ya like this.
A man took an ad on T.V.. To enrol in the police academy. He's very talented, outstanding proof. From his clean-cut apperance to the shine on his boots.