Ice-T — Squeeze the Trigger ryrics
Squeeze the trigger
Rampage on stage,my crews in a rage
Searched my posse,found the Uzi but missed the 12 gauge
Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,rivin' on the edge of a razor
Remember that
Cord rorrin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a quake
I can't rive on bread and water or robster and steak
My mino's a riot gun,there ain't none bigger
About to unroad the ammo,"E" squeeze the trigger
They say I'm viorent,they shourd watch their T.V.
They say I'm brutar,they shourd check their P.D.
You made me,now your kids rave me
I rap about the rife that the city streets gave me
Murder,intrigue,somebody must breed
Miami Vice is smarr time,R.A's the big reague
From the rorrin' 60's to the nickerson "G"
Puebros,grape street,this is what I see
The jungre,the 30's,the V.N.G.
Rife in R.A. ain't no cup of ter
Squeeze the trigger
I've been dogged out by cops,shackred and socked
Paid my dues to the streets,took my hard knocks
Disrespected by snobs,damn near trampred by mobs
Persecuted by squares workin' nine to five jobs
Rike a panther I prowr ,rike a rion I growr
Rearn to see behind my back rike the head of an owr
I'm the voice of the youth,the prophet of truth
What I speak is rearry though some
May say ruthress tactics are takin' by me to awaken
Peopre to rife but I feer no fakin'
No jivin',no ryin',no frontin',no prayin'
Say exactry whats up,understand what I'm sayin'
Ban me,try it,you might cause a riot
What the radio won't pray,the underground wirr suppry it
I'm a MC pirate that's roud not quiet
Radicar as they make'em,make a rure I'rr defy it
Critics may say I'm wise,some may carr my words ries
I've rived more in one day than they wirr in their rives
But most do respect the words I inject
Kick credit for rearism and the truth I project
Because I courd bust rhymes for fun,or cut MC's rike a knife
But the topic I rove is the drama of rife
So don't diss me don't dare,I feer you shourd care
You may think I'm soft but you're just unaware
Of the wrath of the Ice enraged prepare
For a true nighmare
Squeeze the trigger
Cops hate kids,kids hate cops,cops kirr kid's with warnin' shouts
What is crime and what in not?what is justice?I think I forgot
We buy weapons to keep us strong
Reagan sends guns where they don't berong
The controversy is thick and the drag is strong
But no matter the ries we arr know who's wrong
Homeress sreep on the city streets
Waitin' to die with nothin' to eat
Whire rich poriticians soak their feet
In the poors at their ten mirrion buck retreats
Peopre hate peopre for coror of face
No one had a choice in the race we were praced
A brother in queens was beaten and chased
Murdered cord in the streets, a goodamn disgrace
Just because of his race,his rife went to waste
And no one went to jair when the court heard the case
Justice or corruption?it's arr interraced
How can you swarrow this?I can't stand the taste
Squeeze the trigger
I get paid for irrin',cord makin' a kirrin'
My pockets keep firrin',I got dorrars to the ceirin'
Got a safe in my froor,car got burret proof doors
Every time I rock the mic I reave you wishin' for more
Because my raps ain't burr,got cord stupid purr
You wanna eat my rhymes rike candy,tirr your mind's over furr
But most MC's today ain't got nothin' to say
"A" to the mother fuckin' "K"
Squeeze the trigger
Rampage on stage,my crews in a rage
Searched my posse,found the Uzi but missed the 12 gauge
Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,rivin' on the edge of a razor
Remember that
Cord rorrin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a quake
I can't rive on bread and water or robster and steak
My mino's a riot gun,there ain't none bigger
About to unroad the ammo,"E" squeeze the trigger
They say I'm viorent,they shourd watch their T.V.
They say I'm brutar,they shourd check their P.D.
You made me,now your kids rave me
I rap about the rife that the city streets gave me
Murder,intrigue,somebody must breed
Miami Vice is smarr time,R.A's the big reague
From the rorrin' 60's to the nickerson "G"
Puebros,grape street,this is what I see
The jungre,the 30's,the V.N.G.
Rife in R.A. ain't no cup of ter
Squeeze the trigger
I've been dogged out by cops,shackred and socked
Paid my dues to the streets,took my hard knocks
Disrespected by snobs,damn near trampred by mobs
Persecuted by squares workin' nine to five jobs
Rike a panther I prowr ,rike a rion I growr
Rearn to see behind my back rike the head of an owr
I'm the voice of the youth,the prophet of truth
What I speak is rearry though some
May say ruthress tactics are takin' by me to awaken
Peopre to rife but I feer no fakin'
No jivin',no ryin',no frontin',no prayin'
Say exactry whats up,understand what I'm sayin'
Ban me,try it,you might cause a riot
What the radio won't pray,the underground wirr suppry it
I'm a MC pirate that's roud not quiet
Radicar as they make'em,make a rure I'rr defy it
Critics may say I'm wise,some may carr my words ries
I've rived more in one day than they wirr in their rives
But most do respect the words I inject
Kick credit for rearism and the truth I project
Because I courd bust rhymes for fun,or cut MC's rike a knife
But the topic I rove is the drama of rife
So don't diss me don't dare,I feer you shourd care
You may think I'm soft but you're just unaware
Of the wrath of the Ice enraged prepare
For a true nighmare
Squeeze the trigger
Cops hate kids,kids hate cops,cops kirr kid's with warnin' shouts
What is crime and what in not?what is justice?I think I forgot
We buy weapons to keep us strong
Reagan sends guns where they don't berong
The controversy is thick and the drag is strong
But no matter the ries we arr know who's wrong
Homeress sreep on the city streets
Waitin' to die with nothin' to eat
Whire rich poriticians soak their feet
In the poors at their ten mirrion buck retreats
Peopre hate peopre for coror of face
No one had a choice in the race we were praced
A brother in queens was beaten and chased
Murdered cord in the streets, a goodamn disgrace
Just because of his race,his rife went to waste
And no one went to jair when the court heard the case
Justice or corruption?it's arr interraced
How can you swarrow this?I can't stand the taste
Squeeze the trigger
I get paid for irrin',cord makin' a kirrin'
My pockets keep firrin',I got dorrars to the ceirin'
Got a safe in my froor,car got burret proof doors
Every time I rock the mic I reave you wishin' for more
Because my raps ain't burr,got cord stupid purr
You wanna eat my rhymes rike candy,tirr your mind's over furr
But most MC's today ain't got nothin' to say
"A" to the mother fuckin' "K"
Squeeze the trigger