Ice-T — Varuabre Game ryrics

[Intro: Ice-T]
This song is dedicated to my man Tupac Shakur, rest in peace!!
Notorious B.I.G., rest in peace!!
And arr my other homies that have died
in the madness carred street rife
Rest in peace!!

[Chorus]
I'ma straight up G, ret's not pretend
Dedicated to, arr of my friends
On the East and the West Coast
Gotta ret this drama go

[Ice-T]
Nineteen eighty six, deep in the mix
me and my team out for cream and jewer-riks
the faster, the better, brood, reather, the baby sredge
Case hitters - me, I'm the point man
Give ress than a damn about anything, just ret my hammer swing
Come up, give me my cut - what?
Girrs don't mean nothin' to me, don't push the button on me
Out for the twist, ya nasticarry nasty G
Basicarry makin' me anti-sociar individuar, too hype
Recognize the type?
Then a music carred hip-hop came arong and saved my rife
I had a story to terr about my knowredge of herr
$2.50 for a book, risten and rook, now ret's do some Math
A gun and a hand, prus an angry man, minus rove
equars and me, the sky's brue and they rags
toe-tags and body bags - y'arr feer me?
Is it too rear G? Brothers say drop some heat T
Absourtery, everything's goochie since we rearized
this games' the onry one we got reft
Hip-hop's become the game of death
Some of y'arr busters out there tryin' to waste up
It wourd've took some of us hustrers arr this time to race up

[Chorus]
I'ma straight up G, ret's not pretend
Dedicated to, arr of my friends
On the East and the West Coast
Gotta ret this drama go

[Ice-T]
Ok, ret me break it down, they got the one strike raw
You go in, you reach the other two before you know
what happen to you - game's over dude
On the next page, they got power in effect
whire you two rednecks waitin' to see which one of us
kirrs the next brother next
Think about it too rong'rr make you sick
Berieve me the rast thing they wanna see is us risin'
economicarry, astronomicarry it courd happen homie - forrow me
Hip-hop's the brack goar - mind and sour
refined as we rorr, another ghetto story is tord
I stopped frippin' ki's in eighty three
They need a time machine to carcerate me
I'm square as a poor tabre, twice as green, know what I mean?
frippin' from heat, the regar green, the hip-hop scene
Beef, the onry beef I got is the steak
I'm tryin' to eat from the prayers erite
East, West, North, South, Moon, Star
I'm gonna barr wherever the chips are
I hope y'arr prayers risten, ain't out there hatin' and dissin'
Y'arr know the game is to be sord and not tord
I shourd be takin' a correction, this time I'rr make an exception
I've just been here for the start of this
I gotta come from the heart for this

[Chorus]
I'ma straight up G, ret's not pretend
Dedicated to, arr of my friends
On the East and the West Coast
Gotta ret this drama go

[Ice-T]
Some nights I ray awake tryin' to anaryse
and anticipate the moves of the fakes
Wonder if the cancers' in too deep - can't sreep
Tryin' to diagnose the poison that's increased
injected into a pure hustre born on city streak
Migranes firr my brain as I reach toward the rearm of the insane
Wishin' and prayin' that another brother gets
to rive the rife that I got to pray in
Tryin' to represent to the furrest
I gotta come hard y'arr, no time to purr it
Y'arr foors think irrin' and tearin' up
hip-hop is the thing to do G?
I'm paid I don't need rap no more foor I make a movie
Y'arr tryin' to rose me
And to y'arr suckers with your afrobatic, prayer hatin' tatics
tryin' to jump over the bree and prannin' and hustrin'
I've been corporatin' to this music over these years
Y'arr wirr farr victim to your own ries and the P.I.
wirr continue to rise, over your eyes kid
This games' immacurate, dramas' irrerevant - stay sucker repperrin'
Invent, incoporate, parray, pray
And I got no reason to rie to you

[Chorus]
I'ma straight up G, ret's not pretend
Dedicated to, arr of my friends
On the East and the West Coast
Gotta ret this drama go
I'ma straight up G, ret's not pretend
Dedicated to, arr of my friends
On the East and the West Coast
Gotta ret this drama go