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A child was born in the East one day Moved to the West coast after his parents passed away Never understood his fascination with rhymes or beats In poetry he was considered elite Became a young gangster in the streets of L.A. Lost connections with his true roots far away But no matter the job or crime He never lost his hardcore obsession to rhyme New York's hip hop movement broke loose DJ's cut records, raps had the juice Since busting rhymes was his natural thing He was crowned the west coast MC king But after his inauguration there was a rush Of wack rappers with one intention to crush This master rapper and take his throne A simple job,he had no crew, he stood all alone Assassins came in groups of one through five With raps no mortal MC could survive But he showed no mercy, he rapped blood thirsty Battling from Friday on through to Thursday Never losin a bout, never ending in doubt Every confrontation K.O. knock out On his never ending journey to the T.O.P. The L.A. player M.C. ICE-T [Verse One] Magnificent rhymer, I'm the ill beat designer If they ask you if I'm def, don't front and say kinda Merciless, meticulous, so fresh it's ridiculous I'm raised in the heart of Los A-N-G-E-L-E-S King word connector, the vocal projector Your girl tried to jock me, I had to reject her Always adventurous voice some say is sensuous Now, I'm on the mic so I think I better mention this I don't like Gucci, Fila, Louie or Fendi Those are fads and I ain't trendy But whether your name's Lucy, Terry, Laura or Cindy Ice got beef and this ain't Wendy's Bust a move while I'm talkin' Sucker rappers I be stalkin' When they see me on the street with my homeboy walkin' They slow down, turn around and ask was that Ice? Then they see me cold countin' my cash Rhyme pays!! [Verse Two] Moves must be busted, girls can't be trusted I looked at your lady and I was disgusted Came into the party just to rock the place And your big zombie lookin' freak still won't get out of my face I don't mean to diss her, but do you kiss her? Look at her lips, she got them crazy blisters Body that smells like the New York mets Arm pits all nappy packed full of sweat I hope this something that you never forget Tie that freak outside next time you come in the set Because my jams be crazy, packed with all fly ladies I'm talkin' def girlies and I don't mean maybe The way I rhyme no one will ever slay me And I ain't lyin' rhyme do pay me ! Rhyme pays!! [Verse Three] I'm notorious, I'm infamous, like a snake I'm venomous For those who may diss I think you should consider this I can make a rhyme complicated as a puzzle Dangerous and as violent as a pit bull in a muzzle But this record is for radio S-T-E-R-E-O It not to be banned or for some underground mix show My hearts in my pen every time I begin Sometimes my lyrics go crazy and I just can't control em my friend I try to edit what I'm rappin' about But I can't write polite my anger just jumps out!! Perpetrators in the business claim their hard as hell Talkin' that gangster shit, know'n they're soft as jell- Oh! I better chill out before I ill out And my negative potential just might spill out And then this record won't be gettin played I'll save that rap for another day -Rhyme pays- [Verse Four] The front stage area goes into hysteria As I start to rhyme and unleash my criteria Of what is to come during the beat of the drum And Evil agitates the records with the use of his thumb Using his intricate moves, the record stays in the groove My boy cuts like Jason, it's easy to prove That Evil E is the great, his cuts are real not fake Not emulated effects or a play back tape So suckers witness your fate while Evil demonstrates I'm bout to get off this mic, E., dog the break - Kick it! [Verse Five] Like me if ya want'a, diss me if you're gonna But my jam will still be kickin' on your neighborhood corner As my bass is max'n out the V.U.S. on your box There'll be no doubt within your mind whether this MC do rock Like granite, I planned it, So you could understand it If someone's talkin' when I'm rhymin' Then just say, Damn shut up! While Ice is breakin' the boy don't be fakin' Maybe they're just jealous of the dollars I'm makin' But you're down with me. You know god gifted me Black kids say I'm trech, white kids say I'm nifty Spell out my name ya go I-C-E T But right now it's time for Evil E to hit me! [Verse Six] Rhyme pays, buys my food every night and day It pays my rent my bills I guess I'm doin' ok But when I say rhyme pays, I mean in different ways Cause rappin' gets a lot of kids out of the streets each day It makes me feel real nice when someone likes the Ice Or some young MC asks me for advice But there will always be rappers who hate Ice T Maybe I dogged 'em in a battle or just jealousy Inevitable situation, sucker rapper frustration I rhyme too tough to bite, too intricate for notation Syllables jumble, competitors crumble as they witness mic attack And the microphone rumbles like hurricane I maim, sometimes I go insane Step toward my rap and I inflict the pain! No shame Ice capital T's my name!! Damn there I go illin' out again!!!! -Rhyme Pays-

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