Intro Lyrics - Power - Ice T

A child was born in the East one day 

Moved to the West coast after his parents passed away 

Never understood his fascination with rhymes or beats 

In poetry he was considered elite 

Became a young gangster in the streets of L.A. 

Lost connections with his true roots far away 

But no matter the job or crime 

He never lost his hardcore obsession to rhyme 

New York's hip hop movement broke loose 

DJ's cut records, raps had the juice 

Since busting rhymes was his natural thing 

He was crowned the west coast MC king 

But after his inauguration there was a rush 

Of wack rappers with one intention to crush 

This master rapper and take his throne 

A simple job, he had no crew, he stood all alone 

Assassins came in groups of one through five 

With raps no mortal MC could survive 

But he showed no mercy, he rapped blood thirsty 

Battling from Friday on through to Thursday 

Never losin', about never ending in doubt 

Every confrontation K.O. knock out 

On his never ending journey to the T.O.P. 

The L.A. player M.C. Ice-T