Yo, Ice
The organization say they can`t stay in business with us any longer
What you gonna do?
[Ice-T]
We always knew we were gonna come to this point sooner or later...
We have absolutely no option but to move forward.
We`ll have to set up our own distribution, manufacturing,
run a totally indipendent organization and operation.
We still got our connections in Texas, Miami, New York, Chicago,
Detroit, and soldiers on the street willing to die.
I can`t put any cut on the product...
I just can`t live like that.
But from now on if any cops get in our way... (5 gunshots)
[Ice-T]
Turn up the mic dog, so I can get off
Find me Charlton Heston and I might cut his head off
I`m not to be fucked with
Step in the range of my Gauge and get bucked quick
Niggas, hoes, I don`t know who you are, my friends or foes
Smile in my face and plot to kill me behind doors
I got a new attitude, no trust
Got me in a corner all a nigga can do is bust
It may be you
There`s gonna be a lot of dead before I`m through
I`m `bout to break off niggas who play me and dis` me
Try to switch from side to side like they whip me
The damage is done
Source Magazine, you`re the first one {*gunshot*}
You try to dis Chuck, Cube and me
How the fuck you pick us 3?
You punk motherfuckers ain`t shit, you`re just a bunch of hoes
Makin` money off the pros
And when I see I get you in my sights
I give your ass a story to write
Cause it`s on
It`s on
[Chorus: Ice-T]
It`s on motherfucker and you can`t turn the shit off
Catch you in the streets and your ass`ll get tossed
Bang! Bang! Bang! Cause it ain`t no thang
To put in work and watch your head burst **a gunshot**
[Ice-T]
A lot of fans ain`t shit
Let me repeat
A lot of fans ain`t shit
Quick to flip if our group don`t hit
They don`t make you nothin but a pop ho bitch
And I don`t need ya
I love to bleed ya
All I ever wanted was a real nigga`s praise
But the sad motherfuckin` fact
Is that ain`t that many real motherfuckers these days
Game knows game I know too many who plays the name
And I can make it in the music or the street game
I still got hoes that`ll work, still got crews that`ll hit
Still roll with an extra clip
And those who think they`ll stop me, doubt it
Those motherfuckers better think about it
You`d best to let me rap
Ice back on the streets?
You don`t want that
Cause I break ill
And you really after body count the caps I peel, it`s on
[chorus: Ice-T]
It`s on motherfucker and you can`t turn the shit off
Catch you in the streets and your ass`ll get tossed
Bang! Bang! Bang! Cause it ain`t no thing
To put in work and watch your body jerk
It`s on
[Ice-T]
It`s on motherfucker you goddamn right
It`s on, my royalty cheque, yeah, fool, I write my own
I own my own label put my own shit out
So no one tells me what the fuck to talk about
And all the suckas that said I was through
You need to wake up to my view
I`m fallen off
Ha! Ha! That`s a joke!
You motherfuckers are still unknown and broke
And I`m stankin` rich
My fuckin maid lives better than you, bitch
So shut your trap
When it comes to this level of game, you don`t know jacks
CIA, FBI, IRS
Try to flip us out for sweat
But they`ll never sweat you son
Cause you`re broke and you`re dumb and you`re no threat to no one
Them fools don`t play
I gotta deal with those motherfuckers every day
They`d love to get me behind bars
They hawk a nigga like I`m Carlos Escobar
But in a way I am
Been puttin dope on the street for years and don`t give a damn
So I`m thinkin about them, friend
The real motherfuckin gangstas wanna see me end
It`s gonna end up in a bloodbath, no doubt
That`s the only way I`m going out, it`s on
[Chorus: Ice-T]
It`s on
It`s on motherfucker and you can`t turn the shit off
Catch you in the streets and your ass`ll get tossed
Bang! Bang! Bang! Cause it ain`t no thing
To put in work and watch your head burst
It`s on
