the M.B.P. most ballin-ist playa make my own moves, call me the mayor monday night u know things change with time magic city back lookin like eighty-nine All
[J. Cole - Chorus] Hey, one time hey, one time one time throw your hands to the sky tonight cause I think I see the baddest lil thing in the World right
times It still thinks of the psycho and brutal crimes I still remember when I had a low cash flow No hoes, no cars, no gear no dough And times got wicked
a message to the soldiers Now they killed King and they shot X, now they want me You could be next, all you gotta do is speak too loud All you gotta
I wrote 'Pusher', 'High rollers', and 'Colors' just to prove That I could kick game, and drop knowledge at the same time But one L.A. station wouldn't play my records one time
the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me We about to tear stuff up, y'all feel good? Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate
technique, nigga Representin' for my real niggas out there Fuck all you buster-ass niggas, word Saturday night in L.A., time to play My peoples hummin
it 'til she drown, got a girl goin' wild, pop a bottle Yeah, okay, bring that shit to papa I heard you talk 'bout other niggas, them other niggas no
play the game how it go I ain't in the game still Imma problem on the low Whip them thangs well just know I know who got it for the low Triple O.G. so
play the game how it go I ain't in the game still imma problem on the low Whip them thangs well just know I know who got it for the low Triple O.G. so
rap and I'm real, I'm one of the few here These other boys lyin', I wonder if y'all care They stories about this world, I wonder if y'all hear It don
the neck the charm (that's right) Risked a four to life bid to keep that shit on her arm Keep her impressed at all times, cats would love to creep (uh
best of all time Busta Bust for short, for some better know me Bust' Rhymes (What's good?) Maintainin (same here, just smashin) (How the fam?) They all
the last time I will follow you This is the last time I will follow you at all
my fault Look me in the eyeball Next time I'm pissed I'll aim my fist At the dry wall Next time There will be no next time I apologize Even though I
over you 'Cause they're sick 'n' tired of seeing what I'm goin' through I put all of my things on the u haul And I won't accept at all whenever you call
Caroline See Caroline, all the guys would say she's mighty fine But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time And the other half either got you
live in the ghetto Keepin' it retrospective from the get go Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo Politic with ghetto senators on the D-low Ghetto