Ice T - Intro / Rhyme Pays lyrics

A child was born in the east one day

Moved to the west coast after his parents passed away

Never understood his fascination with rhymes or beats

In poetry, he was considered elite

Became a young gangster in the streets of L.A.

Lost connections with his true roots far away

But no matter the job or crime

He never lost his hardcore obsession to rhyme

New Yorks hip hop movement broke loose

D.J´s cut records, raps had the juice

Since busting rhymes was his natural thing

He was crowned the west coast M.C. King

But after his inauguration there was a rush

Of wack rappers with one intention to crush

This master rapper and take his throne

A simple job, he had no crew, he stood all alone

Assassins came in groups of one through five

With raps no mortal M.C. could survive

But he shoved no mercy, he rapped blood thirsty

Battlin' from Friday on through to Thursday

Never losing a bout, never ending in doubt

Every confrontation K.O. knock out!

On his never ending journey to the T-O-P

The L.A player, M.C. Ice-T