Ice T - This One's For Me Lyrics
Yo yo whassup ice man you look upset brotherYo man, I got a lot of things on my mind manBut I dont know if I should put it on this record, yaknahmsayin?Man go ahead and kick it manLet the people know whats happenin manYou know brothers out there sellin out manWhy they goin out like that man?Yo, sellin out like it aint nothin manI aint with it[ice-t]Dig it, Im just a brother from l.a.South central, I live life the fly wayUsed to bang and hustle but I traded for the big gameInfamy got dumped for fameNow Im known and respect as creator of the crime rhyme;But my lyrics are deeperBecause Im the one that makes you think before make a moveI wrote pusher, high rollers, and colors just to proveThat I could kick game, and drop knowledge at the same timeBut one l.a. station wouldnt play my records one timeIm tryin to save my communityBut these bourgeoise blacks keep on doggin meThey dont care about violence, drugs and gangsKjlh, you aint about nuttinYou just a bunch of punk bourgeoise black suckersAnd this ones for meYou wont play no public enemyYou aint playin no boogie down productionsYou aint tryin to represent the black communityYou just carin about your little ol r&b +bull+You play all day and nightI represent los angeles all over the united statesAnd you aint did nuttin for meThink about itHold up, I aint finished on the diss tipTheres a few more punks that I got to ripAll you chump mcs who sell out quickWhen p.e. was on the top, you rode the tipBut now they got problems and you suckers runWhos chucks real friends, does he really have one?You yell p.e. this, p.e. thatFist in the air, proud to be blackNow they got static and you run like punksI havent heard an mc stand up for him onceMaybe you suckers are just hopin that they fall offSo you can fill their shoes, nope sorry bossThats what the matter with black people anywayWe aint down with nothin, I dont care what you sayYell or lie, dont even botherHow low will a brother go for a dollar?Public enemy broke a new rap ageAnd now you rappers aint got nuttin to say?Yo its their problem griff shouldnta said itE wheres my pistol? (yo Ill go get it)Cause its time for me to enforce some disciplineAre you down or not, are you out or in?Chuck flav and griff are my true friendsI got their backs if it means my career endsAll you so-called down mcs with public enemyI aint heard nobody out there, tryin to help my man outYouknowhatimsayin? griff is my man, I dont care what he saidYouknowhatimsayin? and I aint gon let them go out like thatYouknowhatimsayin? chuck, ice got your backAnybody out there got problems with public enemy, come talk to meOnce again, Im back in the diss modeI gotta speak my mind, its time to unloadOn this so-called government weve gotIf I lied like them, I think Id get shotThey sell drugs to kids and say its usAnd when the cops are crooks, who can you trust?You only see young brothers in a drug bustAshes to ashes, and dust to dustMy homey got a year for an ounce of weedWhile bush sells weapons to the enemyYou gotta be stone blind not to seeOur government is honest! nigga, pleaseCocaine cant be made in the united statesKickin facts like this our government hatesThe young kids on the streets aint the enemyTheyre just ghetto youth after moneyThey sell drugs, but who sells drugs to them?Try the c.i.a. my friendOr the f.b.i. or even bushSomebodys gettin rich, damn sure aint usWere just killin ourselves while others laughLook at the street, its a cocaine bloodbathWe gotta realize dope is pure deathMess with drugs, youre breathin your last breathSellin drugs is straight up genocideTheyre gonna laugh, while we all dieSittin up there thinkin youre makin that moneyHustlin and all that, youre killin your brothersYouknowhatimsayin? you just stupid, straight up stupidPuttin dope into your body - cmon, youknowhatimsayin?You gotta get somethin goin out thereGet some brains, youknowhatimsayin?We are just playin ourselves cold out of the pocketThis ones for me, I make records for youBut this cut I straight out had to doTheres topics in my mind I have to breakCause so many of you out there are so damn fakeIf ya aint know theyre no-one, cutthroatsBackstabbers, scheamin for banknotesAnd all of you out there know what Im talkin boutIf you claim youre down then never sell-outNever sell out, youknowhatimsayin?You gotta stay down for yoursYou know I want it, sure as Im ice-tI make records for you, but this ones for meYou know what Im talkin bout out thereTheres ways to sell out left and rightBut you aint got to do thatTheres things more important than moneyIm talkin bout pride, Im talkin bout dignityYou got it out thereAll you got to do is stand on your own two feetDont go out like no suckerStay down, youknowhatimsayin?Peace
