Ten years ago I used to listen to rappers flow Talkin' bout the way They rocked the mic at the disco With my own sound I liked how that shit was goin' down So I tried to write rhymes Somethin' like them, my boys said, "That ain't you Ice, That shit sounds like them." So I sat back, thought up a new track Facts. Motherfuckers got scared Cause they weas unprepaired Didn'T fantasize, kicked the pure who would tell it how it relly was? Who dared? A motherfucker from the West Coast L.A. South Central fool When I wrote about parties Where the Crips and the Bloods play It didn't fit That was the real shit Six in the Mornin'
1 | I'm Your Pusher |
2 | Colors |
3 | Cop Killer |
4 | Reckless |
5 | Power |
6 | The Iceberg |
7 | Big Gun |
8 | Iceberg |
9 | The Girl Tried To Kill Me |
10 | Bitches 2 |