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  • Party!
  • (Okay party people in the house) --> MC Ricky D/Slick Rick
  • [ INTRO: Ice-T ]
  • Yo yo, in 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, tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!)
  • Randy Mac in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!)
  • Nat The Cat, you're in the house tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!)
  • Donald-D is in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!)
  • Bronx Style Bob is in the house, what you wanna do? (Party!)
  • Hen-Gee is in the house, what you wanna do, homeboy? (Party!)
  • My man Shaquel is in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!)
  • Yo, Toddy Tee is in the house tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!)
  • Yo, Everlast is in the house, come on, what you wanna do? (Party!)
  • And MC Taste is in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!)
  • My man Divine is in the house, what you wanna do, homeboy? (Party!)
  • Yo yo, I'm about to kick this party up, is that alright?
  • [ ROUND 1: Ice-T ]
  • Yo, Yo, MC Ice on a Syndicate Rhyme spree
  • You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk to me
  • You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out
  • Sound a little hot for you, boy? Then, toy, get out
  • Syndicate mob ain't nothin but hardened crooks
  • You try to diss, your butt is on a meat hook
  • Want some of me? You're on a mission
  • Bad move, you end up missin
  • [ ROUND 1: Randy Mac ]
  • Let's get it straight for the '89 tip
  • Randy Mac is clockin a stupid grip
  • On the party track I'm cold lampin
  • But when the Syndicate rolls I be jackin
  • You thought I fell off, I ain't even slipped
  • The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
  • Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
  • You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out, beddy-bye
  • [ ROUND 1: Nat The Cat ]
  • Notorious Asiatic, tough, talented
  • A power entertainer
  • Catapultin above the top
  • Nat The Cat, too swift to be stopped
  • I'm like Jordan, a team player on a solo flight
  • Lookin down on MC's faces full of fright and fear
  • I slam dunk a rap through their ear to hear
  • Heureka! I just struck a platinum fame
  • In the game things'll never be the same
  • Because money changes everything
  • [ ROUND 1: Donald D ]
  • Once again comin at you hyper
  • Donald D the Syndicate Sniper
  • Boston Strangler, Charles Manson
  • No matter what killer I mention, keep dancin
  • _Five Fingers Of Death_, _Fists Of Fury_
  • St. Valentine's Day Massacre on a jury
  • Wanna convict me for kickin black on wax
  • I walk the street with a battle axe
  • [ ROUND 1: Bronx Style Bob ]
  • Life ain't nothin but a piece of existence
  • Cause when you die, you'se a past tense
  • So I like to live my life like a big carnival
  • Get drunk, act like an animal
  • I like the rock'n rolll, the funk, the jazz and hip-hop
  • Suckers get loud, I drop em
  • I like ( ? )
  • I'm Bronx Bob, bring the beats and I'm ( ? )
  • [ ROUND 1: Hen-Gee ]
  • Black stallion, knockin on concrete walls
  • Standin tall, rappers in my face, they stall
  • Stutter, softer than melted butter
  • There's no other word, go ask your mother
  • Hard solid as your city ( ? )
  • Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that I walk and talk
  • Strollin with a slight limp
  • Flyer than any big city pimp
  • [ ROUND 1: Shaquel Shabazz ]
  • Gold, girls, cold cash
  • On the mic Shaquel Shabazz
  • Supreme, the Lord, the G-o-d
  • Down with the Syndicate posse
  • It's you we rule without a tool
  • Mathematics in effect, it's time to school
  • I'm the principal and knowledge is the key
  • Shaquel in the place to be
  • [ ROUND 1: Toddy Tee ]
  • I climb a mountain top with just one rope
  • Get to the top of the stairs and say a rhyme that's dope
  • Cause I'm a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger
  • Yo, I'm Toddy Tee, and I'm a Compton banger
  • Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport of
  • Sucker MC's across the Syndicate borders
  • No, they can't give me no time, cause it's my rhyme
  • Everlast, get funky for me one time
  • [ ROUND 1: Everlast ]
  • Everlast is in effect gettin big respect
  • Then I collect big checks
  • 1's, 5's, 10's and 20's
  • A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys
  • Left and right, day and night
  • You gotta see it to believe it, it's quite a sight
  • They're all on the tip to get a sip
  • Of this poetic performer that's fully equipped
  • [ ROUND 1: MC Taste ]
  • Y'all played yourselves right in front of the mic
  • Moved your body so that the feelin was right
  • But if you get lost scream out and admit
  • That the beat's too fast, slow it down or I quit
  • I'm not the kind to give you a call
  • To stop on a rap that I lead, so I pause
  • I give you 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
  • If that ain't enough, sit down till we're done
  • [ ROUND 1: Divine Styler ]
  • Syndicate scorned, you act obedient
  • Tired of your fish rhyme ( ? ) ingredients
  • Black on black while styles ( ? )
  • ( ? ) of brothers that's gotta be
  • Circlin cyphers into molecules
  • Takin over your space, that's illogical
  • The vocal chords on a board with 24 tracks
  • Get away from the break ( ? ) gotta rap
  • [ ROUND 2: Ice-T ]
  • Syndicate posse growin, goin out of control
  • You say we're weak? This record's shippin gold
  • Power, strength, my posse got unity
  • We stick together and we're soon to be
  • In your town, we gonna bring the roof down
  • Ice-T and the syndicate underground
  • No selll-outs, cause it's caps we peelin
  • Girls we love em, and shows we steal em
  • [ ROUND 2: Randy Mac ]
  • Knowledge and wisdom, it's a mystery
  • I drop science for the ones who know it's me
  • You say I'm dope, cool, it makes sense
  • I ain't conceited, I'm just convinced
  • Strapped for the attack Randy Mac is rollin
  • The mic, the mixer, then the show is stolen
  • The pimp, the player, hustler ( ? ) kicker
  • Watch your girl, cause I stick her
  • [ ROUND 2: Nat The Cat ]
  • Nat The Cat, my man will rap when I'm playin the back
  • Some think my stage presence is low, I think it's loud
  • Enough to see me flowin and showin
  • Go psycho breakin backs like bolo
  • Give me the mic, a metamorphis ignite
  • I break down on a cat stand, I kill ya like a hitman
  • And come out kickin with the ( ? )
  • Rockin on a rappin rampage
  • In control of the stage
  • [ ROUND 2: Donald D ]
  • There's a mouse in my house, so I bought a cat
  • The cat ran away, cause now there's a rat
  • I'm on the attack with my baseball bat
  • That one rap brought many of us back
  • All through my house I set up traps
  • It seem like the rats have a map
  • But nowadays I don't know how to act
  • So now I feed the rats crack
  • [ ROUND 2: Bronx Style Bob ]
  • Back and I'm statin the fact
  • I know you're waitin for a rap
  • To make you get up and start to clap
  • For Bob, a Bronx ( ? ) Syndicate style
  • More bounce to the ounce and trizzy to the file
  • '79 the time I was inclined
  • To get smooth and prove that I can rock a funk rhyme
  • Hey yo, ice-cube chillin
  • Cause we got the gats and knack to see the kids top billin
  • [ ROUND 2: Hen-Gee ]
  • Impressionalist, not a ventriloquist
  • Don't hang out with suckers worth less than piss
  • Suckers can all come kiss the tip
  • Of my knob when I aim I don't miss
  • Aim it to suckers that come around jockin
  • On my tip when on the radio my recors be rockin
  • Don't come frontin askin me for a pound
  • You ain't invited means you simply ain't down
  • [ ROUND 2: Shaquel Shabazz ]
  • Wake up it's time to be noticed
  • I'ma do this, I'm gonna show this
  • Beat to be mathematical
  • Syndicate's in the house, let's get radical
  • Bum rush the show and grab the mic
  • Syndicate's chilllin out tonight
  • They let me loose and now it's war
  • ( ? ) let the rhymes roar
  • [ ROUND 2: Toddy Tee ]
  • Grab a partner and hit the dancefloor
  • Cause I'm back to rock for you once more
  • I don't worry about what he said or she said
  • As long as what's said-said is done-done in my bed
  • The Juvenile Committee's on my side
  • And I'm kickin knowledge on a natural high
  • And I'm feeling strong
  • Yo, take this mic and get the party on
  • [ ROUND 2: Everlast ]
  • This is mortal combat, there ain't no comeback
  • You're tryin to get with me but you don't know where I'm at
  • Cause in this world there's no bombs or guns
  • Just a microphone, metaphors, words and puns
  • Sentences and phrases, no clubs or razors
  • No mercy for a sucker that wages
  • War, I'll take the floor, even the score
  • Grab the microphone and proceed to roar
  • [ ROUND 2: MC Taste ]
  • Are y'all set, all prepared to start
  • Move in close cause here comes the dope part
  • By the way, I'm the Taste, if tracks
  • Could talk but they - but here go the facts
  • Brace yourself, you shoulda grabbed a grip
  • Protect your clan cause we're about to trip
  • Bass reflex, the kicks that drive, divide
  • The weak from the rest ( ? ) can't survive
  • [ ROUND 2: Divine Styler ]
  • Syndicate's housin all competition
  • We paralyze a physical powerful vision
  • But savage ignorants pop that's ignorant listen
  • Divine is ( ? ) no time for style
  • And I rock your grey matter with a smile
  • Cause I'm the rhyme thriller with dimensions of flavor
  • The knack - stylistic black
  • [ ROUND 2: Ice-T ]
  • The reason we're bustin these raps are what?
  • To make all you wack MC's shut up
  • You're always buyin rap records jammin def beats
  • Then dissin rap artists out in the streets
  • You always say our jams are wack but yours'll be tight
  • But you never been near a studio in your life
  • You see, disrespect is your last resort
  • You're like Howard [Name], you never played this sport
  • But you're always talkin mess bout how it should be done
  • And when we ask to hear your record you never made one
  • So this message goes to amateurs and pros alike
  • We're the MC's that cold be doggin the mic
  • You may be good but there's no one better
  • We rock you so cold, you need a cashmere sweater
  • Fight dirty in the pit when combat is on
  • We always attack before attacked upon
  • [ OUTRO: Ice-T ]
  • Yeah, Rhyme Syndicate, we in here
  • We tossin it up
  • I got my man Everlast in the house
  • Tossin it up, youknowwhatimsayin
  • Kid Jazz and Bango couldn't be here
  • But we gon' to' it up for them anyhow
  • Wherever you are you're a star
  • Rhyme Syndicate blowin up like napalm
  • I got my man Chilly Dee deejayin on the set
  • And the one and only DJ Evil-E, we in here
  • Yo, we outta here like last year
  • Rhyme Syndicate
  • We gotta do it like the alphabet and a-b-c ya
  • Yeah
  • [ Everlast ]
  • Everlast
  • Everlast in full effect
  • Where's my gold record?
  • Where's my record?
  • Where's my record?
  • [ Divine Styler ]
  • Divine Styler with Physical Poets, look out
  • [ Donald D ]
  • Microphone King Donald D the notorious, yeah
  • [ Bronx Style Bob ]
  • This is Bronx Style Bob...
  • [ Ice-T ]
  • Nat The Cat, boy
  • [ Randy Mac ]
  • Randy Mac
  • One in a million on your back, boy
  • [ Ice-T ]
  • Yo
  • So we bout to get outta here
  • Seems like the police is outside, man
  • (Yo Ice, man, they got King Tee, Aladdin and Islam)
  • What, the police, man?
  • I knew somethin had happened
  • I was wonderin why King Tee missed the party, man
  • Yo Randy Mac, you got some money?
  • (Aw, you know what time it is, man
  • I got...)
  • Yeah, for some bail, buddy
  • We got to go do some work, man

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