Ice T - This One's For Me
Yo yo whassup ice man you look upset brother Yo man, I got a lot of things on my mind man But I dont know if I should put it on this record, yaknahmsayin? Man go ahead and kick it man Let the people know whats happenin man You know brothers out there sellin out man Why they goin out like that man? Yo, sellin out like it aint nothin man I aint with it [ice-t] Dig it, Im just a brother from l.a. South central, I live life the fly way Used to bang and hustle but I traded for the big game Infamy got dumped for fame Now Im known and respect as creator of the crime rhyme; But my lyrics are deeper Because Im the one that makes you think before make a move I wrote pusher, high rollers, and colors just to prove That I could kick game, and drop knowledge at the same time But one l.a. station wouldnt play my records one time Im tryin to save my community But these bourgeoise blacks keep on doggin me They dont care about violence, drugs and gangs Kjlh, you aint about nuttin You just a bunch of punk bourgeoise black suckers And this ones for me You wont play no public enemy You aint playin no boogie down productions You aint tryin to represent the black community You just carin about your little ol r&b +bull+ You play all day and night I represent los angeles all over the united states And you aint did nuttin for me Think about it Hold up, I aint finished on the diss tip Theres a few more punks that I got to rip All you chump mcs who sell out quick When p.e. was on the top, you rode the tip But now they got problems and you suckers run Whos chucks real friends, does he really have one? You yell p.e. this, p.e. that Fist in the air, proud to be black Now they got static and you run like punks I havent heard an mc stand up for him once Maybe you suckers are just hopin that they fall off So you can fill their shoes, nope sorry boss Thats what the matter with black people anyway We aint down with nothin, I dont care what you say Yell or lie, dont even bother How low will a brother go for a dollar? Public enemy broke a new rap age And now you rappers aint got nuttin to say? Yo its their problem griff shouldnta said it E wheres my pistol? (yo Ill go get it) Cause its time for me to enforce some discipline Are you down or not, are you out or in? Chuck flav and griff are my true friends I got their backs if it means my career ends All you so-called down mcs with public enemy I aint heard nobody out there, tryin to help my man out Youknowhatimsayin? griff is my man, I dont care what he said Youknowhatimsayin? and I aint gon let them go out like that Youknowhatimsayin? chuck, ice got your back Anybody out there got problems with public enemy, come talk to me Once again, Im back in the diss mode I gotta speak my mind, its time to unload On this so-called government weve got If I lied like them, I think Id get shot They sell drugs to kids and say its us And when the cops are crooks, who can you trust? You only see young brothers in a drug bust Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust My homey got a year for an ounce of weed While bush sells weapons to the enemy You gotta be stone blind not to see Our government is honest! nigga, please Cocaine cant be made in the united states Kickin facts like this our government hates The young kids on the streets aint the enemy Theyre just ghetto youth after money They sell drugs, but who sells drugs to them? Try the c.i.a. my friend Or the f.b.i. or even bush Somebodys gettin rich, damn sure aint us Were just killin ourselves while others laugh Look at the street, its a cocaine bloodbath We gotta realize dope is pure death Mess with drugs, youre breathin your last breath Sellin drugs is straight up genocide Theyre gonna laugh, while we all die Sittin up there thinkin youre makin that money Hustlin and all that, youre killin your brothers Youknowhatimsayin? you just stupid, straight up stupid Puttin dope into your body - cmon, youknowhatimsayin? You gotta get somethin goin out there Get some brains, youknowhatimsayin? We are just playin ourselves cold out of the pocket This ones for me, I make records for you But this cut I straight out had to do Theres topics in my mind I have to break Cause so many of you out there are so damn fake If ya aint know theyre no-one, cutthroats Backstabbers, scheamin for banknotes And all of you out there know what Im talkin bout If you claim youre down then never sell-out Never sell out, youknowhatimsayin? You gotta stay down for yours You know I want it, sure as Im ice-t I make records for you, but this ones for me You know what Im talkin bout out there Theres ways to sell out left and right But you aint got to do that Theres things more important than money Im talkin bout pride, Im talkin bout dignity You got it out there All you got to do is stand on your own two feet Dont go out like no sucker Stay down, youknowhatimsayin? Peace
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