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lirik lagu ice-t - the game's real

[verse one: ice-t]
enough time has p-ssed, false prophets steering you wrong
you won’t appreciate my wisdom, ’til i’m dead and i’m gone
underground dead from combat
laid down on the floor.. in some club
girls scream at the ocean of blood
no use to call the paramedics, to hit me with the fifth energetic
close range, cut in the base of my brain
blew my face on through some b-tch’s head, before i hit the ground
some n-gga touched me in the chest, and blew it out with the pound
my n-ggas didn’t have chance to move, they used silenced weaponry
couldn’t hear the sound, as the club b-ss bound
all you heard was.. yo, ice is on the ground
the -ss-ssins, when they heard this up, stepped back and mixed in with the crowd
gloom broke into hysteria, spot went wild
a lot of b-tches yelling and crying, while fake n-ggas smile
i heard voices of my loved ones said i leave the party
god kisses my face as i leave my body

[interlude: deuce fever]
yo, i wanna see what the f-ck’s happening!
yo, yo, back off my man, man! (-sample of l.a.p.d. sirens-)
awww sh-t! y’all

[chorus: ice-t x2]
the game is real, anyone can get touched up
get moved on, left in a plunger blood
no matter how gangster you are, how deep your crew
n-ggas can get you if they want to

[verse two: mark live]
yo.. yo.. yo.. attack mode
look, listen, it’s the general.. code
gully and gutter, i roll with some box cutters
i’m bringing.. f-cking jersey city n-ggas
we got.. tons of triggers, for tons of n-ggas
we walk and talk a lot, we run some n-ggas
no glitter and glades, it’s guns and n-ggas
nightclubs or your social clubs
backstage with your membrane, on the side of your freeway
it’s ugly, the bomb squashed blonde b-tch for our sh-t
it’s m-16s switch off clips
bullets ripped fleshy death right through your kids
except your bids, except all that sh-t you did
uhh.. you can’t hide in the town houses
when two n-ggas are nine-ing like two ounces
scarface colombia, walker tah’s style surrounding, your white b-tches out

[chorus: ice-t x2]

[verse three: ice-t]
now, if you f-ggots got some questions about how real this is
a straight strong-arm, half of you n-ggas in the biz’
your bodyguard, b-tch made, motherf-cking fake -ss wh0r-s
can’t even roll for dolo, walk through your own hood solo
n-ggas push up and change-sn-tch your logo
the truth is.. no homeboys are brought through
your own crew is destorying you
so now you’re carrying guns, you know, you won’t shoot
you copped a new whip, had to get a bulletproof
you wanted to be rap-star, now, you’re too shook to move
cause the streets say the words, you kid gotta prove
living a lie, you might die, in this game of hot caption wh0r-s
check your rearview you’re being followed

[chorus: ice-t x2]

[verse four: trigger tha gambler]
eat the d-ck, if it be.. we gonna shoot from a block away
we keep with heat, and turn your face into a plot to play
yeah, we spray out your feet and watch you burn in a flock away
nerd, n-ggas stop and pray
heard, they can’t drop the lay
we come out, run out, one route to dun-house
we’re about to blow his wig off “yeah yeah”
n-gga we jump out, pump out, dump out
infront of the dun house with the sun-hounds
sh-t to peel off and i’m.. running the trot like crooked cops
taking capes, pushing weight, while i shipped this back
from california to the.. hill tah, comille fitting dots
activille for them bills and he’ll get drop

[verse five: smoothe da hustler]
look i.. show guys and buyers we’re not kidding
i know the size, brothers stick-bys, when we start spitting
they go beside rocks and dodge with guns ticking
but it’s devilish regardless the art is squash business

[chorus: ice-t x2]

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