Rhyme Pays
Intro/Rhyme Pays
Ice-T
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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 1]
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 2]
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 3]
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 4]
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 5]
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 6]
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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