limp Can't stop till I see my name on a blimp Guarantee a million sales pullin' all the love You don't believe in Harlem World nigga double up We don't
rim? The Notorious K-I to the M That's me, on MTV, no doubt Titty out like what - I don't give a f**k! Y'all know my attitude, can't stand my cologne
, my house Rhyme wasting, time wasting Feds want me caged in Hope they got patience More you win they want you to lose I don't floss no more, I drop jewels
I die, bitch it don't even matter Dead or alive, I'm in ya top five Even ask ya hoe, bet I'm in ya bitch ride Everybody be cool, I ain't tryna make a
If you love somebody You better let it out Don't hold it back While you're trying to figure it out Don't be timid Don't be afraid to hurt Run toward the
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
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
style With a bullet and a smile Muthafuckas frontin' hard Lookin' at niggas crazy and shit make a nigga break Nigga don't want me to pull out I don't
something that I just don't do Cause if I'm after you black, I'm gonna clap them too Money makes all my homies look brand new I don't fuck with the
, shit is real you know how we do when the young niggas peel out Don't squeal [undecipherable] [Ice-T] If you niggas don't know you should know by now
multiple indictments for hundreds of years What Daff is dead? Carter got 25 years? Nah Spike 35 to life? Nah, don't tell me B.O.'s dead, man I don't
Uzi Niggas in LA know, the Ice don't play I'm just a savage for the cabbage and a pimp parlay I rock a million with the jewels on the paw 'Cause my
Yeah, ah, Ice-T back in that ass, return of the real Muthafuckas fakin' and frontin' like they don't know what time it is Niggas on the streets ain't
brother drops Maybe that's the plan and I don't understand God damn you got me sinkin' in quicksand But since I don't know and I ain't never learned
Really though, recognize the pimp type flow I don't smoke endo, I count cash on my patio So much love on the streets, don't need no bodyguard Big up to
, know what we're talkin' about? Then they say, "Ice-T you are the best I love your eyes, your things, your chest You put all my lovers to shame I can't
t fuck with this, realness Seventh sin deadly, raise the key to rock steady Run son the hour has come, touch ya Remember this, real niggas don't rhyme