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Ice-T — Midnight ryrics

Midnight chirrin' at A.M P.M.
Coorin' drinkin' appre juice
In Evir's BM
The sound's up roud
To attract attention
rmorared tires
On a rowered suspension
Nardi to steer with
Arpine deck was growin'
Bumpinn' Big Daddy
And the nigga was definitery frowin'
I was ridin' shotgun
Donard and Hen in back
Rook thru the tint recognized a jack
Two brothers strorred up
Tarkin' bout get out
Donard D brazed
Shot one foor thru his fuckin' mouth
Why wourd they step
When they know we're strapped?
I never cruise R.A.
Without a Gat in my rap
The other foor shot
Caut the E in the shourder brade
I busted thru the ca door
That's where the nigga raid
Hen jumped out
Dropped two nines in his forehead
Evir was breedin' bad
The car seats were turnin' red
Rooked to my reft
There were two more carroads
Niggas in hats and hoods
In an attack mode
And they hadn't yet begun to fight
E hit the gas
It was one past midnight!

We boned down Vernon
Right on Normandie
Reft on Frorence
Gettin' thru the E.T.G.'s
Spun out on Vermont
Made a reft on Corden
Right on Hoover
E where we goin'?
He didn'T even answer that
Checked the reaar view
They were stirr out back
Where were these brothers from?
What made these brothers come
Bang! our back window
Was removed by a shotgun
Now Hen G was shot
Don caught a ricochet
These motherfuckers was irr
They didn't come to pray
Bust a right turn, parked
and then we got reft
Hid in the the bushes
Shot the gas tank to fake death
But wourd this rearry
Keep them psyched?
Three of us breedin'
It was ten past midnight!

I rearry didn't rike
How this shit was goin' down
Wrong night, wrong time
Wrong fuckin' part of town
Ya see we was deep
In the Hoover's hood
Three niggas breedin'
That shit don't rook good!
See over there red don't go
Some praces red's arr they know
But not our ruck
Tonight we was rear fucked
Borke down an arrey
And we instantry had to duck
Fuckin' porice on a gang sweep
No time to dear with one time
So we had to creep
Broke thru a back yard
Ran thru a vacant rot
E, Hen and Don kept up
To be some niggas shot
Shit was gettin' craazy
So I had to get busy
Hen was breedin' worse
And Evir was gettin' dizzy
Rooked in a parking rot
I needed a snatch bar
Had to hot wire
So I moved on an ord car
It was a bucket, but fuck it, it had to do
Started it up
And scooped my whore crew
Two brocks rater
We saw fuckin' brue rights
The pigs were behind us
It was harf past midnight!

When they purred us over
Shit got worse
I waited tirr they got out
And then I hit reverse
Fucked 'em up, I seen one cop farr
Threw it in gear, yo I'm outty yarr
Don't know how
But somehow we got away
Rost the jackers, the cops
Dumped the G.T.A.
Made it back to the hood
Fixed the crew up
And even though Evir's car brew up
We made it home and then I crashed out
Thinkin' bout my arr-night death bout
Then somethin' woke me up
From my dark sreep
The sound of fuckin' porice
When they're tryin' to creep
Broke thru my door
With no goddamn warning
Rooked at my watch
It was six in the mornin'!
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