Tytuł: Intro

• Wykonawca: Ice-t
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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 York's hip hop movement broke loose
  DJ's cut records, raps had the juice
  Since busting rhymes was his natural thing
  He was crowned the west coast MC 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 MC could survive
  But he showed no mercy, he rapped blood thirsty
  Battling from Friday on through to Thursday
  Never losin 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