Ice t - Fly by Lyrics

Everybody step back from the mic
As I set it off
All playin the wall
It s time to sweat it off
Anybody with staatic oh please try
I ll do ya like Godfather 3
And do a fly by
Time to rip and hit and strangle
I eat Guardian Angels
And toy emcees
With their names on the front page
I bury in shallow graves
I don t rap to girls on my L.P.
I don t beg for pussy
I love the ladies
aand they love me right back
Now who s the mac?
Mission accomplished
I came to stomp this microphone
And leave suckers unconscious
and if you uthink
Yo got an S on your chest
You better wear two vests
Watch your back, your front
I always hit, don t bunt
Crazy posse
When I m on a duck hunt
Emcee Ice T answers to no one
Load my rhymes
And cock em like a shotgun
Let off like frags from a pipe bomb
A low stroll
and my mic in my right palm
The cops hate me
And that s right they oughta
Before my crew
Gets to their daughters

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