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Hit the Deck

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Жанры : hip-hop gangsta rap rap hip hop west coast rap

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"I`m the minstrel man, the cleaning man,
the pole man, the shoeshine man
I`m a nigger man, watch me dance" [unknown movie]

[Ice-T]
I put the lyrics on the paper with the pen
Evil E makes the records spin
Islam drops the beats that you rock to
Thought that I would never get you? Got you
Doggin the floor like you know you never done before
How could a brother be so hardcore
and still keep you on the floor like a maniac
That`s your question? Well I`ma answer that
I`m on the mic tonight I`m here to do it right
Ice, the capital T, airtight
Coolest of the cool, a mack on a mission
Step to me fool - you`re missin
minus, gone, pow, you`re outta here
This ain`t no game to me, this is my career
Throw me a mic, plug it in, "Bet!"
I won`t be happy til the dancefloor`s wet
I ain`t no rookie, I`m a microphone vet
Evil E`s on the set, hit the deck!

[scratching "be easy on the cut" (3X)
and "no mistakes allowed" (Rakim)]

[Ice-T]
E-M-C-E-E, I-C-E-T, A-N-D, DJ Evil E
Doggin the deck like it`s never been done before
You had enough? "MORE!"
Here we go, I`m about to blow up
Don`t you dare bite my rhymes, I`ll make you throw up
Poison soaked in an acid bath
Swallow homeboy, your throat`ll need a skin graft
Toss it up, while the DJ known as Evil cuts
You wanna know what`s happenin - "WHAT?"
The beat become my soul, I`m goin out of control
Look in my face as my eyeballs roll
back in my head and the mic glows red
Step in my face and you`ll wind up dead
{*SLAP*} Yo, thanks, I needed that
I was posessed by this treacherous track
Watch out "WORD" this ain`t no joke
A sucker tried to flex and his arm got broke
Don`t make a move that you`ll regret
Evil E`s on the set, hit the deck!

[scratched "kick it" (4X)]

[Ice-T]
You start to think and wonder bout how it`s done
"An emcee? Maybe I could be one"
Drop the thought, get a job, change your mind
To be a dope MC takes time
Eight years of mine, no time for draggin
You wanna be an MC? "Get off the bandwagon!"
But if it`s in your heart, get a pen
Don`t stop writin til the inkflow ends
Work and work and don`t halfstep
Dog the mic every chance you get
Motivation must be kept
Stay down and build your rep
Yo so let me demonstrate, rappin as a fine art
And when I`m finished, you can take this rap apart
Analyze my elements and tactics
First I`m over there, and then I`m back to this
I jumble topics, you won`t know where I`ll go
Back in your face with a cold but steady flow
You feel the power of the Ice in the first row
You already know what to say, "HOOOOOOOOO!!!"
On the mic is a stone cold vet
Evil E`s on the set, hit the deck

[Evil E scratches for a long time]

[Ice-T]
I`m in my mode, called the fourth episode
or the last verse, if you wanna decode
So I gotta raise the heat, hype up the beat
Switch the mic from airtight to elite
Pounce upon the deck, it ain`t wet yet
Let me see how hot you can get
Then I`ll turn up the amps, blow out the lights
You`re in darkness, then the mic ignites
Glowin like it did before, but even more
The room is lit, the raps are hardcore
Evil cuts the records like a psycho with a switchblade
You see a blur -- that`s the crossfade
Loud and proud, words bombard the crowd
Look up in the air -- you see a mushroom cloud
I kick flavor to a musical track
too fast to catch, too complex to match
I`m gettin hyped as hype can get
Evil E`s on the set! Hit the deck

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