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"I`m the minstrel man, the cleaning man, the pole man, the shoeshine man I`m a nigger man, watch me dance" {unknown movie}
[Ice-T] I put the lyrics on the paper with the pen Evil E makes the records spin Islam drops the beats that you rock to Thought that I would never get you? Got you Doggin the floor like you know you never done before How could a brother be so hardcore and still keep you on the floor like a maniac That`s your question? Well I`ma answer that I`m on the mic tonight I`m here to do it right Ice, the capital T, airtight Coolest of the cool, a mack on a mission Step to me fool - you`re missin minus, gone, pow, you`re outta here This ain`t no game to me, this is my career Throw me a mic, plug it in, "Bet!" I won`t be happy til the dancefloor`s wet I ain`t no rookie, I`m a microphone vet Evil E`s on the set, hit the deck!
{*scratching "be easy on the cut" (3X) and "no mistakes allowed" -> Rakim*}
[Ice-T] E-M-C-E-E, I-C-E-T, A-N-D, DJ Evil E Doggin the deck like it`s never been done before You had enough? "MORE!" Here we go, I`m about to blow up Don`t you dare bite my rhymes, I`ll make you throw up Poison soaked in an acid bath Swallow homeboy, your throat`ll need a skin graft Toss it up, while the DJ known as Evil cuts You wanna know what`s happenin - "WHAT?" The beat become my soul, I`m goin out of control Look in my face as my eyeballs roll back in my head and the mic glows red Step in my face and you`ll wind up dead {*SLAP*} Yo, thanks, I needed that I was posessed by this treacherous track Watch out "WORD" this ain`t no joke A sucker tried to flex and his arm got broke Don`t make a move that you`ll regret Evil E`s on the set, hit the deck!
{*scratched "kick it" (4X)*}
[Ice-T] You start to think and wonder bout how it`s done "An emcee? Maybe I could be one" Drop the thought, get a job, change your mind To be a dope MC takes time Eight years of mine, no time for draggin You wanna be an MC? "Get off the bandwagon!" But if it`s in your heart, get a pen Don`t stop writin til the inkflow ends Work and work and don`t halfstep Dog the mic every chance you get Motivation must be kept Stay down and build your rep Yo so let me demonstrate, rappin as a fine art And when I`m finished, you can take this rap apart Analyze my elements and tactics First I`m over there, and then I`m back to this I jumble topics, you won`t know where I`ll go Back in your face with a cold but steady flow You feel the power of the Ice in the first row You already know what to say, "HOOOOOOOOO!!!" On the mic is a stone cold vet Evil E`s on the set, hit the deck
{*Evil E scratches for a long time*}
[Ice-T] I`m in my mode, called the fourth episode or the last verse, if you wanna decode So I gotta raise the heat, hype up the beat Switch the mic from airtight to elite Pounce upon the deck, it ain`t wet yet Let me see how hot you can get Then I`ll turn up the amps, blow out the lights You`re in darkness, then the mic ignites Glowin like it did before, but even more The room is lit, the raps are hardcore Evil cuts the records like a psycho with a switchblade You see a blur -- that`s the crossfade Loud and proud, words bombard the crowd Look up in the air -- you see a mushroom cloud I kick flavor to a musical track too fast to catch, too complex to match I`m gettin hyped as hype can get Evil E`s on the set! Hit the deck
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