Ice-t - Art Of Rap Freestyle 2 lyrics

I sold too much coke in the eighties It's my f**in' fault, I made you crack babies Now you whine and cold woke me up Like a wild wolf won't murder his sick pup n***as on the net talkin' crazy and reckless Busters don't know you get laid down for much less This ain't no game, cuz n***as now we come .50 cal dum-dum, rubber-grip bear guns I see you run like diarrhea Hide behind your f**ing bodyguards like little ballerinas It ain't no thing when them damn things flame Fully automatic makes the clubs' ears ring The oldest n***a, true, that means I done it the most Question is now which p**y want it the most? Y'all ain't sh** to me, never got your G on Softer than the pillows at the Bed, Bath & Beyond Your mistake thinking that I'm dead and gone Ask your mama, I'm bloody in the octagon I'm iller than Chucky in Child's play I bench 300 on a bad day I'm wild like Uganda machetes You motherf**ing with a psychopath, you n***as ain't ready Cracked my n***a T.I., but they didn't catch me My silenced P90 sounds like sewing machines Bugatti Veyron, Plasma Screen Malibu beach house, lake house, I'm caked out I come in all blue, I don't know red And, I don't know throw dough, I make it rain lead Coked out, I'm boiling bricks in the kitchen I don't matter If you got it, n***a. Tricking is tricking Algebraic, I multiply my metaphors I'm so spa from deep tissues and pedicures Overload of n***as in ski masks Westside rider for life, you ain't gotta ask L.A., home of the triple beam My n***as run all up in your crib like a S.W.A.T. team I'll make your SUV lean Full metal jackets have it rockin' like a raft in rapids The last n***a in life that you want to meet Keep talkin' sh** on the net, I'll see you in the streets