Dj Thin Ice

Above The Law
...alright, let's tell ‘em what time it is... ever since i can remember i hated bein' nameless dreamt many years about bein' famous since the beginning of time, i've been a fighter by the time i could write i was a songwriter i spoke out about the things that got me pissed it's true i was born with a mic in my fist i told about my younger life when i did stupid things like hang with the crew called the Suicide Kings YEAH, those were the days, G! i thought it was cool, but now it's just crazy. doin' those things, i coulda got knocked off i remember some punk almost knocked my block off i'm glad those days are finally behind me but as long as i live, they'll always remind me to try reach suckaz so they won't make the same mistakes no matter what it takes! i've always been dissed for my beliefs rap music, tho, gives me relief i will never back down, i'll take my stand and say what i feel with a mic in my hand. your parents and your school wanna shut me up but i don't care ‘cos i've had enough i won't quit this shit ‘cos i'm raw Letras de cancionesi work Above the Law! and i won't stop, and i won't quit! i'm gonna kick this shit! the other day, i was mindin my business some fool walked up and said, “yo, what is this?” “Ice, you're a chump, you're wack, you're a geek. “You can't rap worth a crap and your rhymes are weak.” Now this little wigga was down on his luck i called him a dick ‘cos he is what he sucks it was plain to see he was bein' rude i remembered that jam i did: i got an attitude i reached back and put my hand on my steel rage and anger was all i could feel i said, “i'd break out now if i were you “you're poppin' more shit than they got at a zoo.” but he only stood there and chuckled so i smacked him in the face with my brass knuckles he went down in a pool of blood there was so much, it seemed like a flood am i weak now? am i still wack? what could he say? his skull was cracked. i didn't care, he was just a number and whaddaya know? now he's six feet under step to me, sucka, you'll get a cracked jaw i work Above the Law! and i won't stop, and i won't quit! i'm gonna kick this shit! you can ban my record, control what i say but it will still get to your kids, anyway i've got millions of underground outlets the world will hear my voice, no doubt about it! it will get to you, and i'll come correct the music will grip you, ya can't hit “eject” it'll play on and on, it won't stop, Tipper Gore til every single body drops to the fuckin floor some say raps just a fad and it will come to pass that's too bad ‘cos i got news for yo ass as long as the Man wants to take advantage i'll keep kickin the real and do the man damage! i'll be the baddest muthafucka that you ever saw! i work Above the Law! and i won't stop, and i won't quit! i'm gonna kick this shit! “how you like me now,” i say? after i wipe the sweat from my brow, i don't play i'm cuttin no slack, jack, i'm swingin' my black jack, i'm takin' no slap-crap while i'm peelin' yo cap back! my gat's strapped for any punk who wanna base me tell the little wigga to check himself or face me he's crazy if he thinks he can take me i been rappin' for years, ain't nobody can break me don't mistake me for just another midwestern boy ‘cos i guarantee you'll get played like a toy! i work Above the Law! and i won't stop, and i won't quit! i'm gonna kick this shit! From Letras Mania