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ICE-T lyrics : "I Ain't New Ta This"

Come on
Come on


[ VERSE 1 ]
Do this, ugh, come on, come on
Time to get wreck and kick the so on and so on

The I-c-e-T
O.G. M.C.
L.A.P.D.

H-a-t-e-
s (Ho!)
Watch the mic blow

I flip scripts, and the Dump drops the Ammo
Time to get wreck with the new style
It's '93 and MC's are gettin buck wild

But I - ain't a - ^!$$%
That's gonna get left with a big zero as a figure
I'm gonna end up with a big sum

Cause if you don't like one jam, I always got another one
Different, specifically I don't copy
Tear up the track if the flow sounds sloppy

I don't play one game
I bust about a dozen cuts on my lp's, none the same


[ CHORUS ]
I ain't new to this
I ain't new to this

Never been
New to this
^!$$%

New to this
I ain't new to this
Fool

New to this
$#&@ around and catch a left and a right fist


[ VERSE 2 ]
Boom bam, I drop fat slang
When I used to hustle, used to be down with the crack game

When I was young, I used to roll with a street gang
If you wanna squabble, mutha$#&@a, it ain't no thang
I ain't new to this, I ain't new to this

Blow your dome, I hit quick as a pugilist
Ugh, ah, what's up? Now your eyes swoll'
Thought I went soft, cause my records went gold

(Sucker) Buster, you'se a - mutha$#&@in punk fool
Caught you in your eye while you reached for your tool
Now it's mine, and you're blind

Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop goes the nine
Yeah. what you're dissin bout, friend?
Sayin I went out, but you ain't never been in

I got r-e-s-p-e-c-t in the industry
That's somethin that you'll never see


[ CHORUS ]

(They can get a smack for that) --> Flavor Flav

(Yeah-yeah)

[ VERSE 3 ]

On and on to the funk track
Back glass shakin like %#@!, that's where the trunk's at
That's cause my %#@!'s - made for

^!$$%s that are hardcore
Brothers is quick to hook a left to your right jaw
Girls, come on, girls, come on, girls, come on

Get your clothes off and the fun on
Girls, come on, girls, come on, girls, come on
Get your clothes off and the fun on

It's time to check cash
Jump in my 4, hit the switch and lay the $$#
While the Klan try to kill me

But I wrote 'riot' on my mutha$#&@in will, gee
So when I'm gone, it's on
Caps goin off on the streets like popcorn

Talkin bout Simon till the early morn'
Word is bond
But now I just cool
Bumpin my Gang Starr tape by my pool
I ain't new to this


[ CHORUS ]

[ VERSE 4 ]
Check, check, I got problems with the press

Caught the punk in traffic, stabbed the sucker in his neck
(Ugh) Punk reporter tried to diss me
(Ugh) Now the mutha$#&@a's history
(Ha) I got to make a break hardcore fat tape
Word, I don't fantasize, I don't exaggerate

Just kick correct with the 1-2 mic check
Still quick to swing, take a sucker to the deck
I'm not the ^!$$% you should step to like a sucker
Walk up talkin %#@!, you best to be a good ducker
Your posse best to run from my gun

Keep my nine off safety, and E holds the other one
(Yeah, sucker)

[ CHORUS ]

(They can get a smack for that)


And you don't stop

$#&@, $#&@ around and get your punk $$# dropped

Yeah


Ice-T
'93 for the underground
I ain't new ta this

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