ICE-T - Check Your Heart

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    ICE-T LYRICS
    
    "Check Your Heart"
    [Intro]
    Yo Ice - We heard what happened man 
    We heard some niggas ran in on you man
    Yeah yeah, shit was fucked up man, it was real fucked up
    Don't worry - We know who did it 
    What're you talkin about man? 
    The shit just happened like 3 hours ago
    Yeah - but we know who did it man... it was your boy
    What? Naugh man I'm not trying to hear that
    Yo listen man, it was your boy man - He talks a lot 
    I can't believe this shit man, I grew up with this nigga man
    This motherfucker, I would've died for this nigga man
    And this nigga set me up?
    
    You're now fucking with your last nigga
    Quick to blast nigga  
    Gauge Masturbator 
    Chest Plate disintegrator, rider 
    I never wore no mask, wacked the witness - vestless 
    I'll put you on the graveyard's guest list
    ICE - cause I lack all emotions, I'm heartless 
    That's why I can't figure for the life of me 
    You'd want to start this 
    My crew is bottomless
    Street Lobotomists 
    Gun slingers 
    Glock cocked and diamond ringers 
    Hustlers 
    My nigga got shot but still alive
    He took a full clip from another player's 25 
    And he said he's rolling with me, if you're coming
    I told him, stay home, rest up, I got enough gunning 
    Homiciders 
    Ballin' rag Rolls riders 
    Blood letters
    Money getters 
    Life betters
    The last thing I heard you say you said I was a dead man, bitch 
    I'll put you right into gun point, you snitch 
    Now I know your plans are rolling on me, late when I sleep
    Why don't we do this man to man? Let them bitch niggas creep
    I still remember in the days when we was friends chillin
    Now it seems you going to have to be my next killin
    
    [Chorus:]
    You wanna go to war, nigga tell me why? 
    Punk niggas talk shit, bitch niggas die 
    I never backed down and it ain't no time to start 
    Let's take it to the streets and I'm a check your heart
    
    You must be death wishing, what's up? You know my steelo 
    Got love with the illest of blacks and amigos
    Your jealousy is outta hand, I can't fuck wit'cha
    And all your so-called down niggas, say good luck to ya 
    They know you're off the hook and you're soon to bleed 
    My reputation states that I kills with speed 
    More drama than a rap verse 
    You'll feel the mack first 
    In your back first 
    Then the black hearse
    Goddamn, I can't understand the drama why? 
    To tell the fucking truth I thought your crew was fly 
    Now you're talking that shit like a bitch on the rag 
    Don't give a fuck about your set or the pants you sag 
    I drop a hot one in your forehead, neck and mouth 
    Then rush a hospital and bank ya if you don't check out 
    Cause I'm a mad nigga once, a crazy nigga twice 
    A cold blooded motherfucker, that's why they call me ICE 
    And if you told me this would happen
    I would said never - no, we down forever - we flipped keys together 
    Now the street talkers say you want my spot 
    A lotta niggas did, A lotta niggas shot
    
    [Chorus]
    
    It's obvious some sucka niggas got ya gassed
    Let's see if they around you when the gunshots blast 
    It ain't nothing nice, letting off slugs under the street life 
    Early deaths, dry gags and last breaths
    I seen your time before you want - war till it's on 
    How to fuck with the king, when you're a bullshit pawn? 
    I can't comprehend your stupidity, miscalculation 
    Word to obstetricians show your crews anhiliation 
    Predicted, Brains get evicted, Fuckin with me kid
    Bullets lift your lid
    And watch your weak kool aid heart run down the drain 
    I got the Method Man who came to bring the pain
    Let you know quick, niggas suck dick if you trip 
    Used to be my homie, now you just a punk ho bitch 
    Frustration leads to aggravation and dismay 
    Now you're player haten, but that's the wrong game to play 
    I light your block up, kidnap your moms - snatch your woman 
    You beg for me to stop, but I'll just keep coming
    You're fucking with the illest fool in Southern California 
    I can roll with ya, or motherfuckin' on ya
    
    [Chorus]
    
    Yeah, I know the real nigga can feel this. 
    This is dedicated to all my "friends"

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