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Текст песни Ice-T - Mic Contract

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Brainstorm microphone napalmThis is it, words from a timebombAttack speed, fast as an F15Raise the heat, light thhe gasolineOverload, it might cause a blackoutDead endThere`s no chnce to back outHit the tripwireDuck from the gunfireBroken glass, screech`n car tires, bodies hit the deckAs I commence to wreckEject another clip and drip sweatFace of danger, increasin` ngerPoint blankI smoke another strangerGrip the mic tightI see the brake lightsHit the back doorI lay down cross the floorE`s on the wheelsHe makes the rubber squelBlood`s on my gearFrom caps I`ve peeledAbout a block away I sit upLook backIt wasn`t nothin` but aMicrophone contract!Dressed in black I stalk my preyParabellum in a leather attacheLow tones I speak, I speak to fewJust give me the moneyand who the fuck to doFour blocks away my aim`s cleanNight scope on a silence carbinePlace my crosshairs on my vic`s eyeSqueeze the triggerWatch the brains flyViolent? Yeah you could call me thatInsane? You`re on the right trackBut turn the sounds upSo I can stay ampedDo another crew and breaak campThe only way I sleep is in a cold sweatYou think I`m crazy?You ain`t see shit yetCause I love to kill and kill for funThe microphone goes offLike a handgunIt`s goin` down nowGrab your girl hopsNo excuses when the bodiesbegin to dropLook in my face foolIt look like I`m play`nDon`t become anotherVictim of mic slayin`What`s up?You want your feet in some concrete?I got some brothersThat`ll do you for gold teethBut most the time I move, I move aloneTake a batBreak your motherfuckin` domeShoot you dead in the faceWith a sawed offOne hundred ten degreesIce don`t get softCause I`m hard as they comeI come correctYou can`t handle the vandal hit ejectIf not you better getOut my face suckaOr else you better beA good bullet duckerCause I`m a rip shopTell that ass dropFive o Ice, yo fuck a damn cop!Cause I move hard and coldWith a gangster strollFive thousand dollar suitsAnd fly goldRolex, you can`t fit no moreDiamonds on itPinky ring, worth a houseIf I decide to pwn itWhat`s up now punk?Yo start to choke up?You try to move on the IceYou`ll get broke up!Midnight, time for a homicideShowtime, somebody`s gonna dieE hits the switchAnd thouands of volts connectWith the weapon that`s in my fistI see a sucka in the third rowTry`n to riffA paragraph and a half he`s stiffI start bustin` off barrages ear highMothers grab for their childrenTears flyI`m like a psychoIn the mircrophone zoneSpeakers blown, mind goneI can`t be touchedOnce my lyrics begin to flySimple stage radiationCould make ya dieYa got a prob niggayou think your rep`s bigger?Hold your heard right thereWhile I squeeze the triggerCause I`m a crazy motherfuckerThat`s no jokeMy favorite smell isThe aroma of gunsmokeI`m bustin` off anotherLyrical nightmareParents hate the Ice!You think that I care?Well I don`t give a fuckCause I rhyme toughDrop science, still bust the ill stuffSo now it`s time for crimeAnd the rhyme is mineTrack the movementHide from the punchlineI rhyme with quicknessMicrophone fitnessThe assassinatorStay off the shit list

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