Текст (слова) песни: Ice-T - 409

 
It`s time to start the party if ya`ll don`t mind 
Me and "E" clean our Adidas with 409 
He rocks the highs,I dog the bass 
Ya wanna hear us rock? 
Here`s a taste!!! 
 
Every day I make a sandwich with ham and cheese 
Use miracle whip,I don`t like mayonnaise 
I eat a can of beans,good for my heart 
About 1 a.m.,I always..... 
Far from me to bite anothers rhyme 
They`re just too easy to write 
I do`em two at a time 
Like doggin` the wax and ya don`t quit 
And if you didn`t like that then suck my.... 
Dictations how I write my raps 
Cold maxin` with two freaks upon my lap 
Chillin` on the phone,bookin` more def shows 
An` if the freaks get illy I smack the.... 
Whole days of my life are spent inside my bed 
Just maxin` an` relaxin` like I`m at club med 
Ya say you like this record,you think it`s fun? 
Party people get stupid we just begun!!! 
 
(break) 
 
You`re get,get,gettin` real stupid 
As the beat hits your body get ill!!! 
You ain`t dumb you paid dollars to party go off!! 
The girl you`re dancin` with has got great hips bug out!! 
Go on homeboy and grab her..... 
Tape recorder turn up the bass 
No time to waste just dog the place 
R-R-R-Rocket like a missile in space 
Evil E keeps his 1200s in an anvil case 
We fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.A 
To places close to home,far away 
L.A.,New York,Detroit,Miami 
If I see a girl and like her then I let her see my.... 
Jam rockin`s how I got my fame,Ice capital T 
Evil E`s his name 
If you can`t see who`s rockin` you must be blind 
You better clean your gazelles with some 409!!! 
 
Go Ice get busy (x2) 
Go Evil Get busy (X2) 
 
Turn up your stereo,equalize treble 
Bass be kickin` stupid hard as metal 
On the mic tonight that`s right your rhyme opponent 
M.C. Ice T just microphonin` 
33 and 1/3 revolutions per minute 
This record is def because my heart is in it 
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight and precise 
Special effects will be created by an editor`s splice 
The funk is in it,ya dig it so stop that frontin` 
Bust a move to my groove work your body do somethin` 
No way in the world that you can deny my method 
As my record rotates,my words get more impressive 
I`m an M.C., Evil`s my Dj on Sire Records not M.C.A. 
C.B.S.,Capitol,cause they move too slow 
Now Sire/Warner Bros. clocks all the dough 
As the record revolves money`s gettin` made 
A.S.C.A.P. pays me every time it`s played 
I chill in def leathers pure silks and suede 
And the gold around my neck will never fade 
Down with my Syndicate organized rhyme 
Kickin` def tempos that I design 
And if you can`t hear`em thats such a crime 
You better wash your dirty ears with some 409 
 
I always rhyme elite,stay on beat 
Travel in a posse when I walk the street 
Loved to say my rhymes when I used to max 
Now I don`t speak much,I save my words for wax 
I just wanna make a little point in this song 
With a little nonsense we can all get along and on and on 
Till the break`a break of dawn 
This jam will never play out because the grooves too strong 
Guys grab a girl,girls grab a guy 
If a guy wants a guy,please take it outside 
I wanna make ya enjoy yourself 
On the mic tonight Ice T!!Who else? 
Evil`s on the cuts,Henry Gee`s shot gun 
Islam`s my producer,Bambattas son 
Bronx Style Bob`s cold watchin` my back 
Melle Mel`s just layin` for some punks to act wack 
Grandmaster Caz and Donald D ,Scott La Rock 
Red Alert,Chuck Chill Out 
If you`re down with my crew you will be fine 
But if you ill we`ll get dirty-bring your 409!! 
 
(BREAK) 
 
409......
 

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