Ice T - Ice's Exodus Lyrics
Yeah, this is ice-tYouve just been listening to the seventh deadly sinTo me the seventh deadly sin is hardcore rapAnd Im very proud to have been a part of that throughout the yearsId like to send peace out to all my homeboys that kept it realAnd love to all my niggas that have died out hereIn this bullshit that we call the streetsYou know? what can I say? hip hops been good to a niggaI got mad love for the east coast, west coast, north and southI got my niggas the top guns hereWe gonna sign this one off like this:My lifes been a great story in the ultimate warShould I ill or do right? make peace or go raw?I cant explain the true penalties of fame and the wealthTell me who can I trust? I cant trust myselfGot the devil got me thinking bout them ill movesEvery damn kid on the street, they got something to provePush a bullet through my heart, why not? thats a startThey could push their reps quicker, kill a well known niggaAnd if you say youre going to kill me, should I blast you first?Being black is kinda like being born with a curseDo or die, thats the code of the streets I didnt inventNiggas sketch my life out with malicious intentMy skin colors got me trapped in a never ending ghettoI move to the hills, but I can never let goThe gun shots and the homicides just dont stopAnd just because I came up, I can always dropYo.. we come prepared for guerilla warfareNever scared soldiers to the heartAnd hose them body parts with the hardwearYou spark a dun with bizzaro or sequelWhen you catch a link on the wings of this desert eagleFlappin, we splittin caps friendRemember when niggas would shoot jointsNow niggas be wildin placing hollow pointsCause in this rat race, shit be moving at a murderous paceMad sons got slugs to the face, og packs kilosOver sore losers and cilo, prepare like a scoutI hold the burner on the deloIn this age of idolatry, mad niggas worship u vanityIf five ? ? you nigga maintain humanity - insanityHope you see the light - like the prisms true colorsOnly a few remain brothers, ***** the othersIn this cold world - the war thats controlled by the triggerRevelation or the scripture got to be that live niggaSo if niggas want to bite the sound like tysonDeck him in the left eye, murder sit down like ryersonYou wanna dis, dont even try sonHey yo, pizzone - Im the prodigy you need to keep ya eyes onYo who the don, who plays it all night long?50 mill strong, handle like napalm. word is bondWho get it on when its time to drop a bomb?Sadq keep it cool and calm with the niapalmDroppin emcees to their knees and make them pie straightDust and take and serve niggas on my hot plateSo cats who got beef, we can take it to the streetsCause shit these niggas talk to the grave with they teethIts time to meet your maker step into the new millenniumI analyze data like intel pentiumSo follow me, I blame sovereignty for God we bustTop gun, move bright, smooth as ice, sex and dustAnte up the goods, top gun ice-t in your neck of the woodsIm 15 blocks deep in the foreign neighborhoodStreet of my styles, no smiles, trying to gun down the golden childStill on trial for my old endeavorsCold weather got catched trying to buck wholes in my *****ing sweaterNiggas is soft like butter, leathers and feltTime to heat it up and meltFelt the welts from brass belt buckles to brass knucklesKill all the jokes and chuckles - lets all get togetherMy fam stay thick togetherTrick off and lick off togetherNo matter the weatherLets ease on down to the bow and to the bricksWhen I start to squeeze, I wont ease off a bitWont be no teams up in here with no clashesJust bunk mile sleds boot shines up in the massesLife got no guarantees, Im looking for the long leaseWhen Im in la, it aint hard to find me21st floor eating shrimp at belontesEvery time you see me Im connected to a dime pieceI check your styles, although you rhyme quickerNo matter what you do, Ill always lace mine thickerJealousy will make a fool die quicker than liquorWatch your back with your niggasCause thats right where theyll stick yaYou see me in the club jeweled up, all aloneI give love to my homies, then I bounce the ***** homeBodyguards are something that I just dont doCause if Im after you black, Im gonna clap them tooMoney makes all my homies look brand newI dont ***** with the fakes, I make moves with the trueIce - baby chopping that real, thought you knewI might sound hard, but nigga I can die tooCause Im as real as you
