Rich puff bud I don't get high, I wanna see some niggas die Yo, some niggas hit the corner with the lights off, Ice That shit don't look nothin' nice
's how I got my fame,Ice capital T Evil E's his name If you can't see who's rockin' you must be blind You better clean your gazelles with some 409!!! Go Ice
it eyes No, you ain't, man No, you ain't come A brother think you've got back up But you really don't You know why I wouldn't even hit you with my fist
3 Now I've seen DJ's, too many to name Some gained recognition and even fame But when you talk of MC's, Ice-T is the best And when you
I don't know why Am I suicidal, do I wanna die? The answerin', simple A headache throbs in my temple It says it ain't fair, it says it ain't right It
Yo Ice - We heard what happened man We heard some niggas ran in on you man Yeah yeah, shit was fucked up man, it was real fucked up Don't worry - We
t one, hit me No a bitch ain't one, you knahm sayin'? (Huh, you know a bitch ain't one) I got problems with my motherfuckin' rent Marquis But a bitch ain't
my vrew we're gone into the night Broke to my old lady's who drew me a bath She didn't even know what happend Didn't care Didn't ask Word Qwe made
don't cross the line Don't try to act crazy 'cause the shit don't faze me If you ran like a punk, it wouldn't amaze me 'Cause my colors death, though
ain't cryin Soldier no doubt He looked you dead in the eye Said "get that money" checked out Ballin bent him back in the black S T S but where he
smile What you think all the guns is for? What's up, niggas don't seem to hear Still lookin' crazy, let me make this clear Fool, the Ice ain't havin
t want no ambulance bell While other lyrics are full of our style we fill up our clientele Ice-T an' Nitro from the, depths of 'ell, COME! [Ice-T] You
bring us down The media incites civil unrest Hatred could bring you down War, I don't want your war War, we don?t need your war We don't need your war
you're bein' heard G I guess you know niggaz is still trippin' I don't know why, they see a future in it We're headed for self-destruction Can't function
, you know coastal How we do you know? Connect Hit me up, give me a call. You know how we do? Roc-A-Fella Style, Peace [Ice-T] Peace out Motherfuckers
"What's your date of birth?", "What's your real name?" I stuck to my alias, I know the game If they don't know who you are, then they don't know what
killing fields Escape the killing fields Escape the killing fields Here we go I'm movin' off death row You gotta keep up hops You can't be slow 'Cause
fly, pimp shit But what's up with the sex rhymes You ain't thrown no sex rhymes yet, man, what's up with that? Yo man, I didn't even want to really
