6'n The Mornin' Lyrics - Greatest Hits: The Evidence - Ice T

6 in the morning, police at my door 

Fresh Adidas squeak across the bathroom floor 

Out my back window I make a escape 

Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape 

Mad with no music, but happy cause free 

And the streets to a player is the place to be 

Got a knot in my pocket, weighing at least a grand 

Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand 

I'm a self-made monster of the city streets 

Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats 

But just living in the city is a serious task 

Didn't know what the cops wanted, didn't have time to ask 

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Seen my homeboys cooling way way out 

Told 'em bout my morning cold bugged' em out 

Shot a little dice til my knees got sore 

Kicked around some stories bout the night before 

Posse to the corner where the fly girls chill 

Threw action at some freaks until one bitch got ill 

She started acting silly simply would not quit 

Called us all punk pussies, said we all weren't shit 

As we walked over to her, ho continued to speak 

So we beat the bitch down in the goddamn street 

But just living in the city is a serious task 

Bitch didn't know what hit her, didn't have time to ask 

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Continued clocking freaks with immense posterior 

Rolling in a Blazer with a louie interior 

Solid gold the ride was raw, bust a left turn was on Crenshaw 

Sean-e-sean was the driver, known to give freaks hell 

Had a beeper goin' off like a high school bell 

Looked in the mirror, what did we see? 

Fucking blue lights: L.A.P.D 

Pigs searched our car, their day was made 

Found an Uzi, .44 and a hand grenade 

Threw us in the county high power block, no freaks to see no beats to rock 

Didn't want trouble but the shit must fly, squabbled this sucker shanked em in the eye 

But just living in the county is a serious task 

Nigga didn't know what happened, didn't have time to ask 

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Back on the streets after five and a deuce 

Seven years later but still had the juice 

My homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track 

Told me E's rolling Villain, BJ's got the sack 

Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clocking dough 

Be bop's a pimp, my old freaks a ho 

The batter rams rolling, rocks are the thing 

Life has no meaning and money is king 

Then he looked at me slowly and Hen had to grin 

He said, man you out early, we thought you got ten 

Opened his safe kicked me down with cold cash 

Knew I would get busy, he didn't waste time to ask 

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I bought a Benz with the money the rest went to clothes 

Went to the strip started pimping the hoes 

My hair had grew long on my seven year stay 

And when I got it done on my shoulders it lay 

Hard from the joint but fly to my heart 

I didn't want trouble but the shit had to start 

Out with my crew, some punks got loud 

Shot gun blasts echoed through the crowd 

Six punks hit, two punks died 

All causalities was applied to their side 

Human lives has to pass just for talking much trash 

We didn't know who they were, no one had the time to ask 

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Swat team leader yelled, hit the floor 

Reached in my pocket pulled my .44 

Dove across the room peeped out the window 

Twenty cops jumped behind a Pinto 

Out the back door like some damn track stars 

Broke down an alley jumped into a car 

Suckers didn't even see us, they musta been blind 

Black wire touched red the car was mine 

We hadn't done nothing but some suckers got shot 

Hit the first turn, goddamn road block 

Broke through the block and we did it fast 

Cops wouldn't shot us on sight, they wouldn't took time to ask 

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The rollers gave chase at a serious speed, one more conviction was all I need 

This shit was for real, it was no La-Di-Da-Di 

'Cause the boys had to pin the shit on somebody 

And me and my crew, we were known to get ill 

We carried heat for protection but not to kill 

We bust a corner doing 60, one police car spun 

And all I was thinking was, murder one 

Bust a move into an alley and did it right 

And me and my crew, we're gone into the night 

Broke to my old lady's who drew me a bath 

She didn't even know what happened, didn't care, didn't ask 

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We made love like crazy on top of the sheets 

This girlie was my worlie, a natural freak 

She ran her tongue over each and every part of me 

Then she rocked my Amadeus as I watched TV 

A technician with a mission that's what she was 

If there had been a crowd she would of got an applause 

This girl did everything on Earth to me that could be done 

The she backed off and teased me so I couldn't cum 

Then she cold got stupid pushed me on the floor 

Had me begging to stop as I was screaming for more 

After she waxed by body she let me crash 

She knew her loving was def, she didn't waste time to ask 

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Up the next morning, feeling good as hell 

Sleeping with a girlie sure beats a cell 

Hit the boulevard in my A.M.G 

Ho's catching whiplash, trying to glimpse the T 

Ring on my mobile yes cellular 

Got to have a phone when I'm in my car 

Was my homeboy Red Some say he's insane 

Broke his bitch jaw for smoking 'caine 

Told me to meet him at the airport 

Said he's jumping bail said he just left court 

Caught the first thing smoking in a serious dash 

Didn't know where we were going, didn't care, didn't ask 

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Fell asleep on the plane and so did he, woke up chilling in N.Y.C 

Called up my posse when I got there, hit the Latin Quarter and Union Square 

Rooftop devil's nest the rest we passed, back doored the Palladium just for class 

About 4 a.m. we crashed the deuce, we never catch static cause my boys got juice 

Deuced it to the Bronx to rest our heads 

Where a shoot-out jumped off mine people lay dead 

It sounded like it happened with a Mac-10 blast 

But it was 6 in the morning, we didn't wake up to ask 

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