t understand the size of this This is no joke man, this is real You don't know me, fool You disown me, cool I don't need your assistance, social persistance
incites civil unrest Hatred can bring you down [Chorus] WAR!!! I don't want your war WAR!!! WE DON'T NEED YOUR WAR We don't need your war WAR!!! Military
the killers KILLERS! are you a killer? KILLERS! don't be a killer It's time for all to work together for peace 'Cause everybody's doomed if the killings don't
the woman" [Ice-T] The problem is you broke, You ain't got no car or job You slow with youer hustle, You dress like a slob Ladies ain't looking for no
't pimpin ain't easy man [repeat 3X] Pimpin ain't pimpin ain't easy.. Break yourself bitch! .. Pimpin ain't pimpin ain't easy man [repeat 3X] Pimpin ain't
he's Reckless [Verse 3] Now I've seen DJ's, too many to name Some gained recognition and even fame But when you talk of MC's, Ice-T is the best And
do work [Gunfire again] Got guts on my T-shirt Motherfuckers tried to play the ice Because I rhyme smooth And on T.V. act nice Saw,that's what you shouldn't
greedy you don't care about life itself You're chasin extreme wealth You can't be trusted cause trust ain't in the fuckin game Scandalous is your fuckin name [Ice
't want no ambulance bell While other lyrics are full of our style we fill up our clientele Ice-T an' Nitro from the, depths of 'ell, COME! [Ice-T] You
[Intro: Ice-T Talking] ooohh, that's what I'm talkin' about Ice Berg, 2006, remember this [Chorus:] Go Ice man Walking in the rain with the people
If you wanna run the streets like a thug Fast car, fast life, girl, drug 20 inch rims on your brand new Benz Platinum and ice on every other ring If
' dirt pies, na, being buggy eyed shit And every other nigga that rap, sound like my shit I wear chrome 45's with ice on the grip I don't shoot it, I
with 'Bad Boy' tatted on her breast I done been there and did it Ten years without gettin' sweat inside my Yankee fitted 1990 Raw, I showed you ice You ain't
find a chick who ain't about the duo 'Cause it ain't about that no more It ain't about the rims on ma truck Ain't about the ice on ma watch Ain't about
burn it down on stage, I make it hot 'Til the fire marshall come shut down the spot I have the club jam packed every time I rock These other niggaz ain't
Don't it feel good, babe? Don't it feel good, baby? 'Cause it's so brand new, babe It's so brand new, baby Don't it feel good, babe? Don't it feel good
like your style ya'll Why ya'll Why don't we let go Hey yo And I ain't try to tell 'em And I ain't try to sell 'em It's YSL teddy I ain't gotta spell
catch me in town on the strip in vegas chillin' fillin b-tches' faces with babies b-tch bite yo' tongue, this just ain't a Mercedes, tell the A.T.F. I
