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Текст песни Ice-T - Iceberg

Ice-T - Iceberg слова песни




Verse 1I-C-E B-E-R-GWhat`s that spell? Iceberg, nigga, can`t you read?Time to bleed, slaughter, sliceTry to say I wasn`t nice as we waxed them punks like lab miceDice `em up, slice `em up, dissectPut you in a boilin` pot and let your ass sweatCos I rap on game you think I`m weak in a freestyle?Well 911 you should dialBefore my posse makes a move on your mom`s cribThink we got knives and guns? We got bombs, kidBlow up your whole block, ya hear the gunshotsThrow you in the Syndicate cellar and let your body rotCos I`m the coldest motherfucker that you ever heardCall me The Ice...or just The IcebergVerse 2Evil E was out coolin` with a freak one nightFucked the bitch with a flashlightPulled it out and left the batteries inSo he could get a charge when he beginUsed his dick, the shit was tightBitch`s titties start blinkin` like tail lightsRolled her over to change a connectionThe bitch`s ugly face cold spoiled his erectionI`m the Ice rhymer, a big timerAnd yes I`m a pimp and a player and a hustler and kindaA mack and a poet, impressive I know itDon`t only rhyme for niggas cos I live my life co-edOn the mic it`s livin` breathin` hypeA 1989 type DolemiteCool motherfucker, wordCall me The Ice...or just The IcebergVerse 3Charlie Jamm fucked a freak on a ski-lift10 below, gave her the dickIt was cold and she said "Quit!"Charlie Jamm said "Bullshit!"She said "Oh, oh, oh my god!"Charlie`s dick was frozen hardBut she said she never felt itMaybe Charlie`s dick meltedYes, I`m the rhyme kicker, the hard liquorParental Guidance Sticker? Yeah, I`m the niggaTriple X is how I rateI`m the one your parents hateI`m as cold as cold can getUnder pressure never sweatCool motherfucker, wordCall me The Ice...or just The IcebergVerse 4Out with the posse on a night runGirls on the corner, so let`s have some funDonald asked one if she was gameBack Alley Sally was her nameShe moved on the car and moved fastOn the window pressed her assAll at once we heard a crashDonald`s dick had broke the glassYes, I`m the big wheeler, the girl stealerAnd if we play cards don`t let me be the dealerThe Ice, cool as water, hard as stoneThe black mack of the microphoneTalkin` shit the way I doRhyme Pays, the posse grewDid you like Power? WordWell this is The Ice...or just The Iceberg

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