This album is dedicated to rhyme syndicate
They hear my records before they're made
When they're just on paper, when they're demos laid
At 6am when the cops run their raid
We don't worry about suckas 'cause they will get sprayed
PEACE
Yo man
That Ice-T is a bad motherfucker man
This is a dope album man, Rhyme Pays man
That record he did, thats the stupid stuff man
Turn that tape over
(Yo homeboy I got the new Ice-T tape)
Man you ain't got it man
(I got the Power tip)
Yo how you get that tape man
It ain't even out yet
(Look at the girl on the cover homeboy)
Hey man gimme
Gimme that tape
(Aw man, I didn't)
(Aw man I shot homeboy)
(I didn't mean to do that)
(Word yo he's bleeding and shit)
(Aw man that's fucked up)
(I better call the paramedics man)
(I better call the-)
(Yah well)
(Let me see what this tape sounds like)