that place we met and then We can fall in love We can fall in love All over again We can throw the top back, head on out of town Drive along the coast
to that place we met and then We can fall in love We can fall in love All over again We can throw the top back, head on out of town Drive along the coast
a tack head You have no craftibility all that shit you talk is dead As sex drugs and violence, balance the scales of reality Y'all don't want no parts
position you were in. Shit would be different if I had it all to do again. Oh, to be new again. Young upstart, from the rough parts, tryna make his dreams come true again
your camcorder ready To witness the extracurricular activities on blacks by the police, So you and your family can enjoy this tape, over and over again
runnin' town If you look into the sky, them birds fly high, high, high Numbers, you got my number You're logging hours, and don't see the big picture
the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me We about to tear stuff up, y'all feel good? Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate
, tell your man to watch his back and duck them strays 'Cuz I been in a rage lately Hopin' God'll forgive me for all the sin and all the woman All the
MJ-fuckin'-G. The realest niggas alive, yeah. Thuggin', pimpin', bitch, this shit don't stop. You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? All over the muthafuckin' world and back again
? Come kill me hater, murder with the AK Play our, play our C Town, all the way through T Town Northcoast keep goin' Ready for the Midwest invasion y'all
to that expensive broad I seen you with, that little cutie pie, that little baby girl? Oh, you talkin' 'bout Unique, my little bitty bitch Yeah, she that little
bitch I gotta get some pussy man fuck this shit Chorus: Where it's at Back on the streets and it's on again Bumped a little freak named sonja san
To the beat all day and all night long So liten up, to what I'm sayin' I'm a Oaktown mack, bitch I ain't playin' To all the home boys doin' time in the
then rock that cock Back to back like the Oakland Raiders In and out like your crossfaders Makin' people dance all over the floor Lovin that rapper named sir Too Short You got my bank, little
Streets aint clean, All I see is drug deals, big wheels and feinds, But any way they took East Atlanta back,(?) Throw Atlanta Down, Turned little Vietnam to a white folks town
fever, so either put your five up Or ya gots to leave it like beaver 'cause see ya Nigge Perk land broke and smoke ya spliff all day Go home and buy big