in my pocket weighin' 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
Ice-T You've just been listening to the Seventh Deadly Sin To me the Seventh Deadly Sin is hardcore rap And I'm very proud to have been a part of that
message goes to amateurs and pros alike We're the MC's that cold be doggin the mic You may be good but there's no one better We rock you so cold, you
two of us Our timing is wrong your friends always tying up every line on your phone yeah but tell them b-tches that you'll always be my missus and the hardest part
give a fuck, suede bucks and Coogi sweaters What's up? Whatever sable fur to lamb leather I've seen it all in the trap with fitted caps for cold weather
said kill these hoes and get the death certificates (haha) So when I do me, I over do it In the red Rover sendin bitches over to it Might use the Caddy, part
give you part three of my confessions Now this gon' be the hardest thing I think I ever had to do Gonna tell you everything I left out of parts one
for us Never take you for granted 'cause it ain't hard to see The best parts of you are now a part of me Ah Mama And when it was cold outside you kept
, so crazy, oh I They tellin' me the crime is decreasin' And what is the reason for the brutality? Huh They killing these niggas in cold blood, Bone Thug Been a part
see me, you be duckin? up and down Super Lex, cop a thing, thing Guzzle it down with two bottle of Ginseng Fuck ya brains out whole when Al Green sings When your out cold
then it came apart Now she hangs with boys you need to tame your broad Says until she met him she ain't never came this hard And the shamest part while
But what the hell, I gots ta keep my baby fed I buy him milk, and pampers tryin ta do my part And he's my son, I gots ta try to make him hard I buy him
rack of canned goods Baggy jeans, no Timbs, A.C.G. boots Living in the Crack Spot, banging at Sheek Louch The narcotics is far from garbage Whether it's cold
or cold, freezing. I got to get me some. 'Cause you got to have friends. Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba. Friends. Oh, that's the favorite part of my
was too much, and I pushed you away And all that I wanted, was for you to stay I apologized for all my mistakes But yet you still left me, that cold
accident, but sometimes as soon as something gets started it's over. Now the days are much shorter and the people from the good part of town all come
