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Ice-T - Rhyme pays

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   [Verse One]
  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 Two]
  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 Three]
  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 Four]
  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 Five]
  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 Six]
  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!!!!

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