| Rampage on stage, my crews in a rage
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| Searched my posse, found the Uzi but missed the 12 gauge
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| Maniac, I'm a rhyme brainiac, livin'on the edge of a razor
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| Remember that
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| Cold rollin’thick as a shake, I'm rockin’hard as a quake
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| I can’t live on bread and water or lobster and steak
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| My mino’s a riot gun, there ain’t none bigger
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| About to unload the ammo, E squeeze the trigger
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| They say I’m violent, they should watch their T.V.
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| They say I’m brutal, they should check their P.D.
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| You made me, now your kids rave me I rap about the life that the city streets gave me Murder, intrigue, somebody must bleed
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| Miami Vice is small time, L. A's the big league
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| From the rollin'60's to the nickerson G Pueblos, grape street, this is what I see
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| The jungle, the 30's, the V.N.G.
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| Life in L.A. ain’t no cup of ter
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| Squeeze the trigger
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| I’ve been dogged out by cops, shackled and socked
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| Paid my dues to the streets, took my hard knocks
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| Disrespected by snobs, damn near trampled by mobs
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| Persecuted by squares workin’nine to five jobs
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| Like a panther I prowl, like a lion I growl
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| Learn to see behind my back like the head of an owl
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| I’m the voice of the youth, the prophet of truth
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| What I speak is really though some
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| May say ruthless tactics are takin’by me to awaken
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| People to life but I feel no fakin'
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| No jivin', no lyin', no frontin', no playin'
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| Say exactly whats up, understand what I’m sayin'
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| Ban me, try it, you might cause a riot
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| What the radio won’t play, the underground will supply it
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| I’m a MC pirate that’s loud not quiet
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| Radical as they make’em, make a rule I’ll defy it Critics may say I’m wise, some may call my words lies
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| I’ve lived more in one day than they will in their lives
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| But most do respect the words I inject
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| Kick credit for realism and the truth I project
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| Because I could bust rhymes for fun, or cut MC’s like a knife
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| But the topic I love is the drama of life
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| So don’t diss me don’t dare, I feel you should care
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| You may think I’m soft but you’re just unaware
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| Of the wrath of the Ice enraged prepare
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| For a true nighmare
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| Squeeze the trigger
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| Cops hate kids, kids hate cops, cops kill kid’s with warnin’shouts
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| What is crime and what in not? |
| what is justice? |
| I think I forgot
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| We buy weapons to keep us strong
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| Reagan sends guns where they don’t belong
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| The controversy is thick and the drag is strong
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| But no matter the lies we all know who’s wrong
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| Homeless sleep on the city streets
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| Waitin’to die with nothin’to eat
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| While rich politicians soak their feet
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| In the pools at their ten million buck retreats
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| People hate people for color of face
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| No one had a choice in the race we were placed
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| A brother in queens was beaten and chased
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| Murdered cold in the streets, a goodamn disgrace
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| Just because of his race, his life went to waste
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| And no one went to jail when the court heard the case
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| Justice or corruption? |
| it's all interlaced
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| How can you swallow this? |
| I can’t stand the taste
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| Squeeze the trigger
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| I get paid for illin', cold makin’a killin'
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| My pockets keep fillin', I got dollars to the ceilin'
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| Got a safe in my floor, car got bullet proof doors
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| Every time I rock the mic I leave you wishin’for more
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| Because my raps ain’t bull, got cold stupid pull
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| You wanna eat my rhymes like candy, till your mind’s over full
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| But most MC’s today ain’t got nothin’to say
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| A to the mother fuckin’K
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| Squeeze the trigger |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Squeeze the Trigger , by - Ice T. Song from the album The Complete Sire Albums 1987 - 1991, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп