Ice-T Funky Gripsta Lyrics

(Intro: Ice-T)
Yeah, Ice-T n____, Seventh Deadly Sin
It's all about that hardcore mind
Got my n____ Radzay, my n____ Bazaro, my girl Gripsta in the house
We gonna do it for all the hardcore n____s out there like this...

(Radzay)
A hard hit makes a soft a__, that's what they told me huh!
I'm totally gone, I'm in another zone n____ put me on this
Havin' visions of ritual mirrors inside my sleep - n____ peep
I remember watchin' the news, dead people in jimmy bag
I got a Nine n____ get me mad
And watch me throw up razorblades and get to trippin'
I'm cats and crippin', lickin' is civil like Jack the Ripper
I'm on a mission drippin'-a-fog
An when it sees a million m_________ers deceased
some of police are brutal hog, I'm actor-baitin'
No hesitation to slice a m_________er in thirty places
f___ a case - ain't leavin' traces here to Redder-Dip
I'm aimin' a - automatic find a b____ I'm hangin' up
Protainin' up, boss strangler, better save my mother
Flat packs will end as brothers - the b_____ covers
b_____ gloves like Yo-J, AK's my brainwaves
I'll strung a n____ all day to my dear play you won't be comin' back
I put that on my dear pops when I blast a fierce drop
My b_____ mask revealin' Jason it's non-stop
The cemetary is what you facin'
My steel shot is smokin' like chainsaws, brains call
recommend that you get your homies and watch your m_________in' game fall

(Chorus)
I only like my s___ hardcore
(Radzay, South Central L.A. n____)
I only like my s___ hardcore
I only like my s___ hardcore
I only like my s___ hardcore

(Ice-T)
Prepare for the night that you never wanted
These streets is taunted, blacked out impala with the big rims on it
Hit'cha corner with the lights out, b____ it's on
Duck down wit'cha kids, you know what you did
m_________ what your n____s say, watch for the ricochet
it's gonna be hard to hear much, once my trigger spray
That's neither here nor there, just beware
Cause when I bust off my gat flings like a roll flair
You now listenin' to - the most hated and most loved at the same time cuz
Ice n____ what the f___ you wanna do about a T
Most'cha b____ n____s can't f___ with me
Cause your chin-chalked talk I can see through
Like you're rollin' in a phat V-12
Bulllshit - pull quick and have your s___ c___ed or dropped
Keep a spare clip cause sometimes the shots don't stop
It's m_________in' game to rap about, s___s' for real
Double action, ain't gotta c___ back no more
Got you b____-a__ n____s sweatin' like Taibo
Rather lookin', in my face, I'm just checkin' my flow
So, I advise you to keep it in the studio
Your attittude, you don't wanna meet me dude
My crews' like a f___in' wild bunch of escaped beasts
Like scientists, cross cells of apes and G's
All the war - get you battle gear, black fatigues
You talk s___, your crews' catch a casualty, uh!

(Chorus)
I only like my s___ hardcore
(Ice-T n____, what?)
I only like my s___ hardcore
I only like my s___ hardcore
I only like my s___ hardcore

(Bazaro)
Aiyyo my style be official, I bust like a pistol
Criminal - the issue, mad s___ the n____ been through
Peep now, system, handcuffs n____ listen
Word up, robbin' white boys to buy blunts
The representative - GorTek a__assin thought to be a stallion
Yo I be splashin' Street Wars
The hardcore Ambassador in a black four door Akaror, I attach yours
The Marquise piece, gold teeth and medallion
Heads I be sappin' like the grams I be baggin'
Fightin' women, cut throat and tree smokin'
Violatin', infiltratin', blunt bakin'
Block regulatin', the cake, bake, a brick flippin'
Green expedition thicker to body stickin'
Bazaro, yo I got the hardcore flow
I drop to put a rock from the Bronx y'all know

(Chorus)
I only like my s___ hardcore
(Bazaro, Boogie down Bronx baby)
I only like my s___ hardcore

(Grip)
On the mic, Grip be flexin'
Who's next to wreck when I mic check, mic check
I'm checkin' any verbal an' steppin'
What the f___ n____ duck you ain't f___in' with this
Get touched cause I l___ to bust when I clutch
with the quickness, killin' lyricist when I spit this
Who's next on my hitlist when I rip this
Lyrically I'm material, the Rap War General
droppin' hoes quicker than a syllable, yeah you killable
Your style, unfillable, wishin' my s___ was stillable
I eel for the f___ of it, queen you know I'm lovin' it
d___, never suckin' it unless I see a buck in it
You need the whip, cluck it kid, I'm furious
Leavin' your crew delirious so you don't take it serious
I'm guessin' you was serious about the West, none test
I got the rep for my n____s on the shaw
Got the ball, f___ the law and yep I wet 'em out
As I proceed to spread 'em out and dead 'em out
Spray 'em out, lay 'em out
Ain't no surprise, come see me with four eyes
Young Grip I'm a prize, prepare for you demise
Recognize I put a hole in the local aforenor
n____ this is Coroner

(Ice-T)
Gripsta, Oakland, California

I only like my s___ hardcore...