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Verse 1
Moved to the West Coast after
with rhymes or beats (or beats)
the streets of L.A. (of L.A.)
true roots far away
Verse 2
He was crowned the West Coast
But after his inauguration
to crush (crush)
his throne
he stood all alone (all alone)
Verse 3
E
five
G
could survive (could survive)
But he showed no mercy,
Am
throughthursday (thursday)
Never losin' a 'bout,
never ending in doubt
F
out (knock out)
On his never ending journey
The L.A. player M.C. Ice- T (Ice-
T, Ice- T, Ice- T)
F
Verse 4
Magnificent rhymer,
I'm the ill beat designer
If they ask you if I'm def,
don't front and say kinda
Merciless, meticulous,
so fresh it's ridiculous
I'm raised in the heart of Los
Your girl tried to jock me, I
Verse 5
had to reject her
some say is sensuous
Now, I'm on the mic,
Those are fads and I ain't trendy
Whether your name's Lucy,
Terry, Laura, or Cindy
Ice got the beef and this ain't Wendy's
Bust a move while I'm walkin' sucker
rappers I be stalkin'
They slow down,
Then they see me cold
countin' my cash
Verse 6
Verse 7
F
Moves must be busted, girls can't be trusted
I looked at your lady and I was disgusted
Came into the party just to rock the place
And your big zombie lookin' freak
still won't get out of my face
I don't mean to diss her,
but do you kiss her?
Look at her lips,
she got them crazy blisters
Body that smells like the New York Mets
Arm pits all nappy packed full of sweat
I hope this something that you never forget
Verse 8
F
E
F
Tie that freak outside next time
you come in the set
Because my jams be crazy,
packed with all fly ladies
I'm talkin' def girlies and
I don't mean maybe
The way I rhyme no one will ever slay me
F#
me (pay me)
Interlude 1
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Verse 9
like a snake I'm venomous
For those who may diss I think
you should consider this
I can make a rhyme complicated
as a puzzle
Dangerous and as violent as
E
Eb
F
a pit bull in a muzzle
But this record is for radio S- T- E- R- E- O
It's not to be banned or for
some underground mix show
My heart's in my pen every
time I begin
Sometimes my lyrics go crazy,
But I can't write polite my anger
just jumps out!
Verse 10
they're hard as hell
Talkin' that gangster shit,
know'n they're soft as jell- oh
I better chill out before I ill- out
just might spill out
And then this record won't
be gettin' played
I'll save that rap for another day
Verse 11
As I start to rhyme and unleash my criteria
Of what is to come during
the beat of the drum
And Evil agitates the records
with the use of his thumb
Using his intricate moves,
the record stays in the groove
Verse 12
it's easy to prove
That Evil E is the great,
his cuts are real not fake
Not emulated effects or a
playback tape
So suckers witness your fate
I'm 'bout to get off this mic,
E., dog the break
Interlude 3
Kick it! (Kick it!)
E
E
F
F
F
F
Verse 13
me if you're gonna
your neighborhood corner
As my bass is max'n out the
V.U.S. on your box
mind whether this MC do rock
Like granite, I planned it, So you
could understand it
If someone's talkin'
when I'm rhymin'
("Damn shut up!")
While Ice is breakin' the boy
don't be fakin'
Maybe they're just jealous of
the dollars I'm makin'
Verse 14
down with me.
You know god gifted me
Interlude 4
me! (Hit me!)
Verse 15
F
buys my food every night and day
It pays my rent my bills I guess I'm doin' ok
I mean in different ways
'Cause rappin' gets a lot of kids
out of the streets each day
It makes me feel real nice when
someone likes the Ice
rappers who hate Ice- T
or just jealousy (jealousy)
Verse 16
sucker rapper frustration
I rhyme too tough to bite,
too intricate for notation
competitors crumble as they witness mic attack
I maim, sometimes I go insane
Step toward my rap and I inflict the pain
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