O.G. Original Gangster
Fly By
Ice-T
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[Break: Ice-T Talking]
Ha ha ha, yo, Nat the Cat, you're next baby✦
Yo, why don't you get on this Mic
And jump off like suicide off the Brooklyn Bridge, baby?✦
Yeah, you're a player, kick it
[Nat the Cat]
Do you know me?
Right, that's why carry✦ the mic
I'm not flashing my American Express
I'm playing my cards close to my vest
My name that you say, what, I'm vesting
Listen✦ up and listen✦ close and listen✦ for the lesson
Black panther resisting that situation✦
Executing with tact, jumping exact✦
Ripping✦ up slack on the tack
86 didn't mack, turn tales✦ and back up at stack the jack
Cause I'm venerish, Nat The Cat, unloading like the million✦ tons of T.N.T
Yes that's me, you see, you wanna✦ be but can't MC
Cause on the real, the science , the knowledge behind your capacity✦
The simplicity✦ that's how I say
But I said it, you know you wonder✦ how did he say that anyway✦
To you it's complex, when I flex for flex flood
Stimulates✦ the opposite sex, and that's dope
Though why you can't cope
I'm throwing you a rope, I'm about✦ to draw you as you don't rock the boat
Or you be back inside✦ the ocean✦ this time it won't float
You be stuck on the bottom✦ with other✦ suckers I got them
Sporting to see me, woof, while I'm banking the loot
Just off the end, you travel✦ around✦ the world in a fly silk suit
My style is custom✦ made suede and leather✦
Down to fly by in any✦ weather✦
[Donald D]
Donald✦ D the smuggler, goin' for the jugular
Firing✦ wild out here, police✦ sirens
What's up? Do you wanna✦ die by?
The Syndicate sniper✦ tonight on a fly by
Swing while I came into the tune that grip ya
Flip ya, trip ya, rip ya, I keep dipping✦ ya
In and out, back and forth, up and down
Me be sleeping with the heat, I can't fuck around✦
City✦ sounds, I proceed with caution✦
Teach you that B.S.C.s another fortune
I'm here to sink your brain, I'll take the thought you think
Make you walk the plank, to watch you sink
The M.O.B needs a hitman✦
Well here I'm, Uncle Cocaine, floods your membrane
As the black ball swings from the chain
Learn to steal, learn to wheel and deal
When things got hot, caps got peeled✦
MC's, come on, step with your rhyme
What's up, put your life on the line
I shall robe them, headlock choke them
While you walk them when the Syndicte Sniper✦ get stalk them
Red Beam on target,✦ you can't dodge it
Wouldn't wanna✦ be ya, ABC ya
[Outro: Donald D Talking]
Aww yeah man, that was MC Ice-T✦
Nat The Cat and Donald✦ D, you know what I'm saying?
In your face for 1991 and did something
We outta✦ here, for sure, it was a homicidal fly by
So peace to Syndicate's✦ elders
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