You never knew me until you needed me That's when you called on the phone for me That's when you called for me, one life to live You give it to your
knew me Until they needed me That's when they called on the phone for me One life you give it to your country Somehow I knew they were lying to me I'm
' me They don't care about violence, drugs and gangs K J L H, you ain't about nuttin' You just a bunch of punk bourgeoisie black suckers And this one's for me
looking at me There's only one thing for you to understand If there's two in the bush, then there's three in my hand I can't stop, no, I ain't a quitter
secret Locked behind your eyes And I can't even blame you For the things you're turnin' to It's just the shame to know I'm not enough for you I've
's not for sale, She ain't ashamed to show her soul; She'll sell it for a song. But free don't mean she's easy Or ripe for goin' wrong. So let her
more Let's play the blame game for sure Let's call out names, names, I hate you more Let's call out names, names, for sure I'll call you bitch for short
So give me what I need, that Gucci, that Louis V That's how you spell L-O-V-E, whoa Ya pockets better be deep if with me you wanna creep Nothing less
New York motherfuckers where we don't play And out of towners get got like everyday And a gangsta's a gangsta in every way Sittin on twenty-two's, that's
if any one of my men's die We've been fucked somebody told us a Bent lie (What?) Let's get back to the spot in N.Y. Seven glocks P S P O pops Hit both
my back 'Cos it's hard being black If it ain't the other It's my own color Tryin' to work me Tryin' to hurt me Ain't no L O V E Please tell me why, dear
live And the O.G.'s got something to give That's love, black on black, that's how they made it And if any busters flip, they get faded L.A. is where
E T, O.G.M.C. L.A.P.D., H A T E (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
Yo, yo, what's up, this is MC Ice T I'm here to kick off the M.V.P.S for the 90's You know I'm talkin' about my most valuable player Buddies, ya, know
't play I'm just a savage for the cabbage and a pimp parlay I rock a million with the jewels on the paw 'Cause my niggas ain't the big ones, just big
, yeah Check me out It's time for me to kick game And if I can't do it, then ladies, Ice ain't my name Now real brothers ain't easy to understand And it's
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