Fly By - Ice T

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

Nat the Cat Grandmaster Caz