torture chamber I write my rhymes with violence What you expect? Sounds of pain The snap of a broken neck All alone in darkness I sit each night Write
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
every night, another gun fight The tension mounts on with the body count Yo Big Master Phee Take these motherfuckers to South Central Yea, fuck that I hear it every night
make love to you, like you want me to (Babe oooo) And I'll hold you tight, Baby all through the night (Hold you tight, All through night) I'll make
and soldier'd up Can't none of y'all say that I owed y'all nothin' When I fade to black just hold it up Y'all better say that I made y'all somethin'
deserved a verse I wonder what would happen if that woulda been me? All this shit so we could be free, so dig it, y'all. (Cee-lo vocals) I'm thinkin'
cold-blooded Ain't it - huh, c'mon - hard-core We take it hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh-er Yo, yo My little daughter, started, nursery school Brother Com, gotta make our move through
gym nights And in fights I send rights Don't hook with skins my friends like I spend nights up in dykes I've been indicted as a freak of all trades
re together twining Your nerves, your mane of the black shining horse And my fingers all entwined through the air, I could feel it, it was the hair going through
throwing of my vocal tone It don't work, I show them the chrome and flash the greens Coincide wit the red beam, and hear about it All day on street scene
and confirm the motor train My vocals'll slow your brain, I'm comin' at you like a boa-crane Even through the cold and rain, I penetrate through all
heavy they wont be closing soon cos i know that time waits for nobody, I suppose its true we make corrosive tunes with acid tabs and vocal booths to see
the boom Fuckin' with your head like the 'shroom you consume Chorus Verse 3 (BR) Bitches, you're all thick-eyed, a weak ride I take money-money, make dummies all night
can rock anybody from any crew Because i did it to Chaka, i'm a do it to you I'm a show ya how i rocked it y'all all night long But when i rock with
white still livin' with his wife But he forced himself on her mother late one night They call it rape that's right and now she take flight Through life
Donkey Kong, and as soon as it Gets to my eardrums, from his vocal chords I get hyped up No matter how bored I am, he always comes through Oh my fault
Now, I gotta let her take this ride, make you feel it Inside your belly, if it's tight, get the K-Y Jelly All night get you wide up inside the telly
, back flying with me And we gon' ride high Swerve left and right high all night We gon' ride high Swerve left and right high all night You gotta meet
