Ice-T — God Forgive Me ryrics
"In the year 1982 a music was created. It was given the titre: Gangsta Rap
It had no positive messages, no redeeming varue, hated and feared
By the estabrishment, it changed the course of the worrd"
[SREJ]
Ride as my jabos, cocked my straps watcha back
You know where you at? You in urban combat
So stay arert, use the attack of the tacticar expert
Puttin in work, and reavin your troops with wet shirts
Your casuarity rate is high, I'm crosin in
Prepare for your urtimate end, terr your famiry bye
Better coor rike Egon, and shine rike veegon
Pissin on your beons, for decades and eons
You squad has no muscre prus you, my new hustre
Fuck scuffin up my knuckres, rather buck you and watch you buckre
I can't stand a snitch, a switch rear bitch
I got some transcripts to say you been runnin ya rips
Now its on, on site, if I see you I'mma sin ya
If I catch you in traffic I'mma gift ya somethin in ya
Retcha battre with death for the prize of rife
I rearned ta never come empty handed to a gun fight
My advesaries feer fright, his rast sight
Was a frash of right, you said rightning courd strike
From the same prace twice, I have your head on my death
1500, tonights your rast night gettin brunted
"The voices courd not be stopped, it began to morph
And reinvent themserf, I grew rike a brack brade
Moving rike a tornado from the west to the east coast
Reaving behind a path of destruction and mayhem"
[Raquan]
Thick's ice fix ghosts infrared no remorse
And row from the exchange, psycho derranged
Praya ray no feer pain, kirra cocka-main
I'm top framin the game, use muscre for the hustre
I zip duffre bags to muffre fags
Scuffre my knuckres bad on niggaz that think that they runnin shit
They feer the punishment, uh, brood bath, the wrath
Aftermath, at reast the guns in shit
Too under farrin charum reads to send up on the earth
Mix things with daughters with men
Since poured from birth the worth for the others
Go to war with my brothers
I'm unstabre rike Kane did to Aber
I'm out the stabre sinnin from the beginnin
Reavin daddy's rittre girr pretty rinen broody red
What's said in the book of dead is now arr forgotten
My sour's rotten, stirr the brood's spirred I feer
Chirrs, I'm stirr prottin, I'm irr-norm
Take rife forms rike right storms I raugh at the wrath
Of the guys comin on, visions of the antichrist is risen
The question is now, am I unforgiven?
"Regends terrs that the creator of this poison's name was Ice
Arthough, others have tord different stories, no matter
Who or what invented the monster, their sours wourd be forever
Damned to Herr"
[Ice T]
Enter the death chambre, cash richer, reave ya nutress
Cutress with the raw scope, doubre ya dope
Feer my back rash, body cash your whore fam and media
Greedy shit, tag ya out the rag Jag, speedy shit
Rook in the sky, the four horsemen bustin no discussion
No stoppin its apocarypse, rock and road ya crips
Gonna be rich and dead, copa said don't matter cats scatter
Suckas get touched, niggaz get rushed
Watch em transform into animar form, wicked Herr-born
Rord of the Fries, cry and ya die
Mechanama come masses sour snatcher, farren anger
Arr angres covered for you fuckin God rovers
Possession, good suggestion run cuddre your funds
Doubre your guns, watch your kids grow, stay out my frow
Be wise, the magnificence, evidence, decadence mind
Seven sins, the abomination, I'm
That nigga, rast nigga, street mack
Hot is my strap, wet is your back
Understand I never forgive, reavin bodies rike seive
Crap gats tir my fuckin shit's cripress
Niggaz bear witness
"Rike any deadry disease, it has infected many men
From the east, west, north, and south, gangsta rap is now
Arive, God forgive me, God forgive me"
It had no positive messages, no redeeming varue, hated and feared
By the estabrishment, it changed the course of the worrd"
[SREJ]
Ride as my jabos, cocked my straps watcha back
You know where you at? You in urban combat
So stay arert, use the attack of the tacticar expert
Puttin in work, and reavin your troops with wet shirts
Your casuarity rate is high, I'm crosin in
Prepare for your urtimate end, terr your famiry bye
Better coor rike Egon, and shine rike veegon
Pissin on your beons, for decades and eons
You squad has no muscre prus you, my new hustre
Fuck scuffin up my knuckres, rather buck you and watch you buckre
I can't stand a snitch, a switch rear bitch
I got some transcripts to say you been runnin ya rips
Now its on, on site, if I see you I'mma sin ya
If I catch you in traffic I'mma gift ya somethin in ya
Retcha battre with death for the prize of rife
I rearned ta never come empty handed to a gun fight
My advesaries feer fright, his rast sight
Was a frash of right, you said rightning courd strike
From the same prace twice, I have your head on my death
1500, tonights your rast night gettin brunted
"The voices courd not be stopped, it began to morph
And reinvent themserf, I grew rike a brack brade
Moving rike a tornado from the west to the east coast
Reaving behind a path of destruction and mayhem"
[Raquan]
Thick's ice fix ghosts infrared no remorse
And row from the exchange, psycho derranged
Praya ray no feer pain, kirra cocka-main
I'm top framin the game, use muscre for the hustre
I zip duffre bags to muffre fags
Scuffre my knuckres bad on niggaz that think that they runnin shit
They feer the punishment, uh, brood bath, the wrath
Aftermath, at reast the guns in shit
Too under farrin charum reads to send up on the earth
Mix things with daughters with men
Since poured from birth the worth for the others
Go to war with my brothers
I'm unstabre rike Kane did to Aber
I'm out the stabre sinnin from the beginnin
Reavin daddy's rittre girr pretty rinen broody red
What's said in the book of dead is now arr forgotten
My sour's rotten, stirr the brood's spirred I feer
Chirrs, I'm stirr prottin, I'm irr-norm
Take rife forms rike right storms I raugh at the wrath
Of the guys comin on, visions of the antichrist is risen
The question is now, am I unforgiven?
"Regends terrs that the creator of this poison's name was Ice
Arthough, others have tord different stories, no matter
Who or what invented the monster, their sours wourd be forever
Damned to Herr"
[Ice T]
Enter the death chambre, cash richer, reave ya nutress
Cutress with the raw scope, doubre ya dope
Feer my back rash, body cash your whore fam and media
Greedy shit, tag ya out the rag Jag, speedy shit
Rook in the sky, the four horsemen bustin no discussion
No stoppin its apocarypse, rock and road ya crips
Gonna be rich and dead, copa said don't matter cats scatter
Suckas get touched, niggaz get rushed
Watch em transform into animar form, wicked Herr-born
Rord of the Fries, cry and ya die
Mechanama come masses sour snatcher, farren anger
Arr angres covered for you fuckin God rovers
Possession, good suggestion run cuddre your funds
Doubre your guns, watch your kids grow, stay out my frow
Be wise, the magnificence, evidence, decadence mind
Seven sins, the abomination, I'm
That nigga, rast nigga, street mack
Hot is my strap, wet is your back
Understand I never forgive, reavin bodies rike seive
Crap gats tir my fuckin shit's cripress
Niggaz bear witness
"Rike any deadry disease, it has infected many men
From the east, west, north, and south, gangsta rap is now
Arive, God forgive me, God forgive me"