top tray on Daytons Lifted side to side We hit the party deep Niggas was hawkin' me You could feel the vibe Of thick artillery Parliament was on, some O.G
Escape the killing fields Escape the killing fields Escape the killing fields Escape the killing fields Here we go I'm movin' off death row You gotta
Let me tell ya a little story 'bout my homeboy Ed Use to drink every day, straight 40's to the head You try to snap on him, he'd ask what you said You
the urban experience and struggle But to make things more plain and simple to the laymen I find Ice-T to be the dopest, flyist, O.G. pimp hustler, gangster
Everybody step back from the mic As I set it off All playin' the wall It's time to sweat it off Anybody with staatic oh please try I'll do ya like Godfather
Yo nigga your moma got two feet growin' out of titties Bitch fell down and kept runnin' Off to the studio late night It's time to cut another track It
{Yo yo Ice whats poppin' G I'm just coolin' out Shinning Mac, I was listening to your demo tapes Yo man you sound kinda hyped man, yo' gonna blow up this
man drive, man! Fuck it! Just get the fuck outta here, man! We boned down Vernon, made right on Normandie Left on Florence, gettin' through the E.T.G
It's been a long time since I hit you with freestyle High tech selections from the vaults of the ice files Kick back relax and watch as I melt wax Don
O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G
get out my face, sucker Or else you better be a good bullet ducker 'Cause I'm a rip shop, tell that ass drop Five O ice, yo fuck a damn cop 'Cause I
Just checkin' my microphone once as I test your audio Increase the bass response hopin' the speakers blow I got no time to sit and flip and pop bullshit
Watch me flip and rip on the freedom tip Open your mind, see the point of the ice pick I stand tall, while my brothers still choose to crawl Black power
sayin'? So they need to stay off my dick, you know? Damn right, I'm a nigga and I don't care what you are 'Cause I'm a capital N-I-double-G-E-R Black
Yo man! I don't like how this is goin' down Shit's real fucked up You know the house down the street Where the kids are And every day They seem to have
you should've killed me last year Once again I'm back in the place to be The I, the C, the E, the T I'll never get a Grammy, so fuck the G All I need
{Ice-T after your tremendous success on your past albums Some have said you've sold out because of use of Rock n' Roll in your music, how do you reply
She's a very freaky gurl, don't bring her to mama First you get her name then you get her number Then you get some brain in the front seat of the Hummer
