Ice T - Ricochet Lyrics
* also on thats how Im livin ep (japanese release)(intro)Yeah,syndicates in the houseYeah,geto boys in the houseYeah,donald ds in the houseYeah,body counts in the houseYeah,zulu nations in the houseYeah,ice ts in the house,yeah(verse one)You go on and on and you dont stopGot sticky sneakers from the blood of a shot copBelt and a club,Im leaving tracks on the white rugPunk tried to rif and he met double-live slugsI aint the nigger to step toIm catching bodies and the next one could be youQuick on the trigger,yo,Im a gravediggerDrop off a a body and deep sixem in the riverA nice talking psychopathAll cops hunt the black male in a skimaskBut Im too damn cleverWill they ever catch me,neverBecause I operate in and out of stateMove at a quick rateAnd never hesitate to take a chump sucker downAnd my h-k it holds 80 roundsSo when you move be careful and dont playAnd watch for the ricochetSuicide,its a suicide,yeah (x8)(verse two)So shut up mother*****ers as I laid the inkWhen Im in detroit,niggers fight in minkWhen Im in chicago,mother*****ers get buck wildWhen Im up in oaklandNiggers rolling in huge pilesIn atlanta,niggers crash you doorsWhen Im in philly,its a sold out tourIn l.a.,i max out real hardWhen Im in new york,i bill with the godsSo dont try to deny me my proper juiceE.cuts the records and the yellow nigger gets looseNo static,just much respectTruck my rolex when I cruise the projectsA fly brother that is hard to figureI punch hos and I smack up niggersBecause Im a pimp and a playerSometimes I bum hip-hop,the other times slayerYou dont like itWell stay out of my *****ing wayDuck for the gunshot and watch to the ricochetSuicide,its a suicide,yeah (x3)Cmon yeah (x7)(verse three)Yo d.,whats up? ,suckers is popping lipGrab the h-k and the dum-dum clip and spread outIm putting punks heads outDoors is shut,theres no chance to get outI got the mother*****ing side with bi clocksRaise the auto-loader and let off the buckshot(sounds of gunfire)Thats how I like to do work(gunfire again)Got guts on my t-shirtMother*****ers tried to play the iceBecause I rhyme smoothAnd on t.v. act niceSaw,thats what you shouldnt have saidNow Im so mad Im busting veins in my foreheadYou want to get off,come on lets rockBut have your safety off,and your shit *****edBecause when I come to get that assIll leave your whole block filled with hot brassSo punk,dont make me pop my trunkShow you my amps and my mossberg pumpBecause when I pull it most niggers runFool niggers stay and get hit by the ricochetSuicide,its a suicide,yeah (x8)(verse four)Niggers want to know about me and the......We squashed that shit with me and him about a year agoBut theres a new rule starting tonightDisme on a record,see me biteBecause in a daze,you saw a battle of mics(sounds of gunfire)Im using gages and flashlightsEase back and dont give me no feedbackYo,ice cool out,yo,***** thatIm hot,Im putting niggers in cotsSome get knocked out,some just get shotWhere did I get all the juice I usedGotta posse full of brothers with nothing to loseSome just got out,some will neverSome beat the cases cause their lawyer was cleverI loveem all and they know thats trueSo they wont blink while they doing a punk like youFreeze mother*****erGet on your knees,hands behind you backBow your heads,if you will pleaseIll swing my axe,watch the bodies fallWatch your head roll off like volleyballSo all you mother*****ers down with the fly guyLook me in the face,like youre strong when you walk byAnd all you punk niggers talking shitStep to the side,bow your head like a *****I dont play,youll get hit by the ricochetYoull get hit by the ricochetYoull get hit by the ricochetYeah
