Ice-T started in 1982 out with other West Coast rap pioneers such as Kid Frost, DJ Flash, and The Egyptian Lover with Electro recordings. Later on, he changed his style and was the first West Coast rapper to be accepted by the East Coast. 6 'n The Mornin is sometimes seen as the track that triggered the whole gangster rap movement. It was produced by The Unknown DJ, who produced electro funk tracks before and went on to produce Compton's Most Wanted. The song was inspired by Schoolly D's "P.S.K. What Does It Mean?" and became itself the inspiration for Eazy-E and N.W.A's Boyz-N-The-Hood. Ice-T went on to work with Afrika Islam, the man behind the beats on 1987's Rhyme Pays, 1988's Power and 1989's The Iceberg/Freedom of Speech... Just Watch What You Say.
He also is a star in Law in Order: Special Victims Unit.
In 1992 he created the crossover band Body Count with 4 other black musicians.
6 N' THE MORNING
Ice-T Lyrics
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Of a dog that chases its tail, will be dizzy
Met her snake ass at a barbecue bash
She had a lot of ass and a twenty dollar stash
Of some of that superb 'erb
She said, "I got the chronic, so fuck whatcha heard"
This shit is hype, sho' you right"
Soon as she passed me the J and a lighter
Me and this hoodrat bitch got tighter
Talkin' all day on the blanket
With her ass jacked up, beggin' me to spank it
Lookin' like a host from the Barbary coast
Nigga don't wanna get burnt like toast
Whassup wit deez nuts in ya me-outh
Aight everybody, c'mon we out
Took her to the six dollar hole in the wall
And I like how she's holdin' the balls
Gobble, gobble from the incision
Stuff that bitch and it ain't Thanksgiving
Didn't even have to fuck all night long
Take me home, damn, it's on
Jumped out the cover, snatched off the rubber
Met the hoe's mother, yo, whassup?
Got the seven digits and I'm gone'n
That's the kinda bitch you can call at 2 n the morning
Not just knee deep, she was O.G., deep
When she did the freak with me
Not just knee deep, she was O.G., deep
When she did the freak with me
Yeah, this is a story of a famous dog
Of a dog that chases its tail, will be dizzy
I bumped this hoe on the danceflo'
Where you wanna go? She said, "I don't know"
I thought I had a treat in the passenger seat
Now her ass wanna get somethin' to eat
From where? She said, "Denny's I figure"
I said hell naw 'cause they don't like niggaz
Let's go to my house and order Domino's
And maybe I can get the bitch out her clothes
Got to the panties, her ass started fightin'
And I'm thinkin 'bout my dog, Mike Tyson
Took her ass home, all alone
Whoa-oh, there go the phone
Ay whatcha doin'? Nuthin'
Then what about screwin'?
Now I'm fuckin' and I'm yawnin'
But thank God for the bitch
That'll come at 2 n the morning
Not just knee deep, she was O.G., deep
When she did the freak with me
Not just knee deep, she was O.G., deep
When she did the freak with me
You the kind of girl to eat a dick up raw
And drink a 40 through a straw
And I love ya, 'cause you're down to get dug
And your man don't know you're gettin' fucked by a thug
You a woman that's true
Doin' what the fuck you wanna do
And it's cool, 'cause you got a purse full of rubbers
And I'm a friend of your brother's
So jump your freaky ass in your Hyundai
I got a room at the Omni
Nothin' tricky, no you ain't picky
Whassup Nikki? Down for a quickie
Get your lil' Dickie and your Mickey and you're straight
And gotta be at work by 8
Called you last night, you wasn't home and
Damn, it's half past 2 n the morning
Not just knee deep, she was O.G., deep
When she did the freak with me
Not just knee deep, she was O.G., deep
When she did the freak with me
Yeah this is a story of a famous dog
Of a dog that chases it's tail, will be dizzy
Hello?
Yo, whassup? This Cube, whatchu doin'?
I'm asleep
Asleep? Get yer ass up and come over here
Want me to drive way over there?
Yeah, come on through and shit, why'know, it's about 2
Alright, here I come
The lyrics to Ice-T's song "6 N' The Morning" tell a story of a wild night he had with a woman he met at a barbecue party. The woman offered him some marijuana and he couldn't resist her charm. The two spent the day talking on a blanket, and she begged him to spank her. They went to a hole in the wall joint to eat, where they engaged in some sexual acts. Afterward, he takes her home, but the woman's mother calls and interrupts them just as they were about to have sex. Later in the song, Ice-T calls another woman to come over to his place to sleep with him. These lyrics are about male bravado and sexual desire, as well as the culture of casual sex and drug use.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, this is a story of a famous dog
Of a dog that chases its tail, will be dizzy
This song is about chasing something that just goes round and round without ever getting anywhere.
Met her snake ass at a barbecue bash
She had a lot of ass and a twenty dollar stash
Of some of that superb 'erb
She said, "I got the chronic, so fuck whatcha heard"
I met a girl at a party who had a lot of weed and told me to ignore what anyone else might have said about her.
"Ice Cube do you wanna hit this?
This shit is hype, sho' you right"
Soon as she passed me the J and a lighter
Me and this hoodrat bitch got tighter
She offered me a joint and we became close as we sat together smoking it.
Talkin' all day on the blanket
With her ass jacked up, beggin' me to spank it
Lookin' like a host from the Barbary coast
Nigga don't wanna get burnt like toast
We talked and flirted all day long while she was bent over and ready for me, but I was afraid of getting hurt.
Whassup wit deez nuts in ya me-outh
Aight everybody, c'mon we out
Took her to the six dollar hole in the wall
And I like how she's holdin' the balls
We left and went to a cheap bar and I enjoyed watching her playfully hold my testicles.
Gobble, gobble from the incision
Stuff that bitch and it ain't Thanksgiving
Didn't even have to fuck all night long
Take me home, damn, it's on
We had sex quickly and she was satisfied enough to go home afterwards.
Jumped out the cover, snatched off the rubber
Met the hoe's mother, yo, whassup?
Got the seven digits and I'm gone'n
That's the kinda bitch you can call at 2 n the morning
I took off the condom and met her mom before getting her phone number and knowing that she was someone who I could call for late night fun.
Not just knee deep, she was O.G., deep
When she did the freak with me
Not just knee deep, she was O.G., deep
When she did the freak with me
The sexual experience with her was more intense than just skin-deep, it was very deep and passionate.
I bumped this hoe on the danceflo'
Where you wanna go? She said, "I don't know"
I thought I had a treat in the passenger seat
Now her ass wanna get somethin' to eat
I met her at a club and thought we could go straight to having sex, but she wanted to stop for food.
From where? She said, "Denny's I figure"
I said hell naw 'cause they don't like niggaz
Let's go to my house and order Domino's
And maybe I can get the bitch out her clothes
She suggested going to a restaurant that I didn't want to patronize, so I suggested we go back to my place and order pizza in hopes of getting her naked.
Got to the panties, her ass started fightin'
And I'm thinkin 'bout my dog, Mike Tyson
Took her ass home, all alone
Whoa-oh, there go the phone
As soon as we started getting intimate, she changed her mind and started struggling, making me worry about whether it was consensual or not. I decided to take her home before anything bad could happen, only to have the phone interrupt us.
Ay whatcha doin'? Nuthin'
Then what about screwin'?
Now I'm fuckin' and I'm yawnin'
But thank God for the bitch
That'll come at 2 n the morning
I called her later and asked if she wanted to have sex, which we did, but I was already tired and bored. However, I'm grateful for her availability at 2 a.m.
You the kind of girl to eat a dick up raw
And drink a 40 through a straw
And I love ya, 'cause you're down to get dug
And your man don't know you're gettin' fucked by a thug
You're the type of girl who enjoys giving oral sex and drinking alcohol in unconventional ways, and I appreciate that you're open to having sex with a thug even if your partner doesn't know.
You a woman that's true
Doin' what the fuck you wanna do
And it's cool, 'cause you got a purse full of rubbers
And I'm a friend of your brother's
You're an independent woman who does what you want and has condoms to be safe, and since I'm friends with your brother, it's okay for us to have sex.
So jump your freaky ass in your Hyundai
I got a room at the Omni
Nothin' tricky, no you ain't picky
Whassup Nikki? Down for a quickie
Let's go to a hotel room for a fast and easy sexual encounter, without any complications or hesitations, as long as you're willing.
Get your lil' Dickie and your Mickey and you're straight
And gotta be at work by 8
Called you last night, you wasn't home and
Damn, it's half past 2 n the morning
Make sure you're ready and prepared for sex, while also having to go to work in the morning. I tried to call earlier but you weren't available, and now it's very late at night.
Hello?
Yo, whassup? This Cube, whatchu doin'?
I'm asleep
Asleep? Get yer ass up and come over here
Want me to drive way over there?
Yeah, come on through and shit, why'know, it's about 2
Alright, here I come
A phone call from Ice Cube telling someone to come over for a late night rendezvous, even if it means driving to his house.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: O'SHEA JACKSON, LARRY (P/K/A LAYLAW) GOODMAN, DERRICK (P/K/A "D MAC") MCDOWELL, GEORGE CLINTON, JR., GEORGE CLINTON, III, ESCALANTE WYNN PHILIPPE, GARRY SHIDER, DAVID SPRADLEY, GEORGE III CLINTON, LARRY D. GOODMAN, DERRICK MCDOWELL, GARRY MARSHALL S
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6 in the morning, police at my door
Fresh Adidas squeak across the bathroom floor
Out my back window I make a escape
Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape
Mad with no music, but happy cause free
And the streets to a player is the place to be
Got a knot in my pocket, weighing at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just living in the city is a serious task
Didn't know what the cops wanted, didn't have time to ask
Seen my homeboys cooling way way out
Told 'em bout my morning cold bugged' em out
Shot a little dice til my knees got sore
Kicked around some stories bout the night before
Posse to the corner where the fly girls chill
Threw action at some freaks until one bitch got ill
She started acting silly simply would not quit
Called us all punk pussies, said we all weren't shit
As we walked over to her, ho continued to speak
So we beat the bitch down in the goddamn street
But just living in the city is a serious task
Bitch didn't know what hit her, didn't have time to ask
Continued clocking freaks with immense posterior
Rolling in a Blazer with a louie interior
Solid gold the ride was raw, bust a left turn was on Crenshaw
Sean-e-sean was the driver, known to give freaks hell
Had a beeper goin' off like a high school bell
Looked in the mirror, what did we see?
Fucking blue lights: L.A.P.D
Pigs searched our car, their day was made
Found an Uzi, .44 and a hand grenade
Threw us in the county high power block, no freaks to see no beats to rock
Didn't want trouble but the shit must fly, squabbled this sucker shanked em in the eye
But just living in the county is a serious task
Nigga didn't know what happened, didn't have time to ask
Back on the streets after five and a deuce
Seven years later but still had the juice
My homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track
Told me E's rolling Villain, BJ's got the sack
Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clocking dough
Be bop's a pimp, my old freaks a ho
The batter rams rolling, rocks are the thing
Life has no meaning and money is king
Then he looked at me slowly and Hen had to grin
He said, man you out early, we thought you got ten
Opened his safe kicked me down with cold cash
Knew I would get busy, he didn't waste time to ask
I bought a Benz with the money the rest went to clothes
Went to the strip started pimping the hoes
My hair had grew long on my seven year stay
And when I got it done on my shoulders it lay
Hard from the joint but fly to my heart
I didn't want trouble but the shit had to start
Out with my crew, some punks got loud
Shot gun blasts echoed through the crowd
Six punks hit, two punks died
All causalities was applied to their side
Human lives has to pass just for talking much trash
We didn't know who they were, no one had the time to ask
Swat team leader yelled, hit the floor
Reached in my pocket pulled my .44
Dove across the room peeped out the window
Twenty cops jumped behind a Pinto
Out the back door like some damn track stars
Broke down an alley jumped into a car
Suckers didn't even see us, they musta been blind
Black wire touched red the car was mine
We hadn't done nothing but some suckers got shot
Hit the first turn, goddamn road block
Broke through the block and we did it fast
Cops wouldn't shot us on sight, they wouldn't took time to ask
The rollers gave chase at a serious speed, one more conviction was all I need
This shit was for real, it was no La-Di-Da-Di
'Cause the boys had to pin the shit on somebody
And me and my crew, we were known to get ill
We carried heat for protection but not to kill
We bust a corner doing 60, one police car spun
And all I was thinking was, murder one
Bust a move into an alley and did it right
And me and my crew, we're gone into the night
Broke to my old lady's who drew me a bath
She didn't even know what happened, didn't care, didn't ask
We made love like crazy on top of the sheets
This girlie was my worlie, a natural freak
She ran her tongue over each and every part of me
Then she rocked my Amadeus as I watched TV
A technician with a mission that's what she was
If there had been a crowd she would of got an applause
This girl did everything on Earth to me that could be done
The she backed off and teased me so I couldn't cum
Then she cold got stupid pushed me on the floor
Had me begging to stop as I was screaming for more
After she waxed by body she let me crash
She knew her loving was def, she didn't waste time to ask
Up the next morning, feeling good as hell
Sleeping with a girlie sure beats a cell
Hit the boulevard in my A.M.G
Ho's catching whiplash, trying to glimpse the T
Ring on my mobile yes cellular
Got to have a phone when I'm in my car
Was my homeboy Red Some say he's insane
Broke his bitch jaw for smoking 'caine
Told me to meet him at the airport
Said he's jumping bail said he just left court
Caught the first thing smoking in a serious dash
Didn't know where we were going, didn't care, didn't ask
Fell asleep on the plane and so did he, woke up chilling in N.Y.C
Called up my posse when I got there, hit the Latin Quarter and Union Square
Rooftop devil's nest the rest we passed, back doored the Palladium just for class
About 4 a.m. we crashed the deuce, we never catch static cause my boys got juice
Deuced it to the Bronx to rest our heads
Where a shoot-out jumped off mine people lay dead
It sounded like it happened with a Mac-10 blast
But it was 6 in the morning, we didn't wake up to ask
@ineshverma9362
Here before his body leaves this world one day and everyone realizes how legendary he was.
@aaronstrickland3582
Mannnnn 4real❕niggaz don’t get flowerz ‘til dey die…..💐
@solomonecho5359
💯
@tobal4209
here
@minecraftveteran7410
here too
@pucketagain5565
Yeah
@iwransom
I swear Ice T doesn't get the respect he deserves as a prolific gangsta poet. He and Too Short were like mentors to me.
@oeligisgagfrancis7546
lyrics are dope tho
@oeligisgagfrancis7546
lyrics are dope tho
@jennieredrose5819
real talk! He schooled many of the west coasters.