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 3 And do a
fly by Time to rip and hit and strangle I
eat Guardian Angels And toy emcees With
their names on the front page I bury in
shallow graves I don't rap to girls on my
L.P. I don't beg for pussy I love the
ladies aand they love me right back Now
who's the mac? Mission accomplished I came
to stomp this microphone And leave suckers
unconscious and if you uthink Yo got an S
on your chest You better wear two
vests Watch your back, your front I always
hit, don't bunt Crazy posse When I'm on a
duck hunt Emcee Ice-T answers to no
one Load my rhymes And cock 'em like a
shotgun Let off like frags from a pipe
bomb A low stroll and my mic in my right
palm The cops hate me And that's right they
oughta Before my crew Gets to their
daughters
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