Funky Gripsta
Ice-T Lyrics


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(Intro: Ice-T)
Yeah, Ice-T nigga, Seventh Deadly Sin
It's all about that hardcore mind
Got my nigga Radzay, my nigga Bazaro, my girl Gripsta in the house
We gonna do it for all the hardcore niggas out there like this...
(Radzay)
A hard hit makes a soft ass, that's what they told me huh!
I'm totally gone, I'm in another zone nigga put me on this
We layin' stick, my lyrics is heat
Havin' visions of ritual mirrors inside my sleep - nigga peep
I remember watchin' the news, dead people in jimmy bag
I got a Nine nigga 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 motherfuckers deceased
Some of police are brutal hog, I'm actor-baitin'
No hesitation to slice a motherfucker in thirty places
Fuck a case - ain't leavin' traces here to Redder-Dip
I'm aimin' a - automatic find a bitch I'm hangin' up
Protainin' up, boss strangler, better save my mother
Flat packs will end as brothers - the bloody covers
Bloody gloves like Yo-J, AK's my brainwaves
I'll strung a nigga 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 bloody mask revealin' Jason it's non-stop
The cemetery is what you facin'
My steel shot is smokin' like chainsaws, brains call
Recommend that you get your homies and watch your motherfuckin' game fall
(Chorus)
I only like my shit hardcore
(Radzay, South Central L.A. nigga)
I only like my shit hardcore
I only like my shit hardcore
I only like my shit 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, bitch it's on
Duck down wit'cha kids, you know what you did
Motherfuck what your niggas 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 'cause
Ice nigga what the fuck you want to do about a T
Most'cha bitch niggas can't fuck 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 shit cocked or dropped
Keep a spare clip cause sometimes the shots don't stop
It's motherfuckin' game to rap about, shits' for real
Double action, ain't gotta cock back no more
Got you bitch-ass niggas 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 want to meet me dude
My crews' like a fuckin' 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 shit, your crews' catch a casualty, uh!
(Chorus)
I only like my shit hardcore
(Ice-T nigga, what?)
I only like my shit hardcore
I only like my shit hardcore
I only like my shit hardcore
(Bazaro)
Aiyyo my style be official, I bust like a pistol
Criminal - the issue, mad shit the nigga been through
Peep now, system, handcuffs nigga listen
Word up, robbin' white boys to buy blunts
The representative - GorTek Assassin 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 why'all know
(Chorus)
I only like my shit hardcore
(Bazaro, Boogie down Bronx baby)
I only like my shit 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 fuck nigga duck you ain't fuckin' with this
Get touched cause I lust 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 shit was stillable
I eel for the fuck of it, queen you know I'm lovin' it
Dick, 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 niggas on the shaw
Got the ball, fuck 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
Nigga this is Coroner
(Ice-T)




Gripsta, Oakland, California
I only like my shit hardcore...

Overall Meaning

Ice-T's song "Funky Gripsta" begins with an introduction by the rapper himself, where he introduces his crew of hardcore rappers, including Radzay, Bazaro, and Gripsta. The lyrics describe the violence and brutality of the streets and the need for a hardcore mindset to survive. Radzay talks about his visions of dead bodies and the intensity of his desires to kill. Bazaro talks about the crime he has committed and the suffering that has made him who he is. Gripsta boasts about her skills on the mic and her willingness to kill in order to succeed.


The song is an exploration of the culture of violence that pervades many inner-city communities, and a call to arms for those who see themselves as warriors in that culture. It is also a celebration of the hardcore mentality that is necessary for survival in such an environment. Ice-T's use of slang, profanity, and violent imagery creates a sense of urgency and danger that reflects the experiences of those who live in those communities. Overall, the song is an intense and authentic portrayal of the challenges faced by those who live in the inner city.


Line by Line Meaning

A hard hit makes a soft ass, that's what they told me huh!
They warned me that experiencing difficult challenges and hardships toughens you up.


I'm totally gone, I'm in another zone nigga put me on this
I'm completely focused and immersed in my own world, ready to showcase my skills.


We layin' stick, my lyrics is heat
We're dropping intense, powerful rhymes that leave an impact.


Havin' visions of ritual mirrors inside my sleep - nigga peep
I have vivid dreams where I see symbolic reflections of myself, take notice.


I remember watchin' the news, dead people in jimmy bag
I saw disturbing news reports showing dead bodies being handled disrespectfully.


I got a Nine nigga get me mad
When I'm provoked, I have a powerful weapon (a handgun) that can cause harm.


And watch me throw up razorblades and get to trippin'
I become extremely agitated and aggressive, ready to attack with sharp weapons.


I'm cats and crippin', lickin' is civil like Jack the Ripper
I engage in criminal activities and causing harm, just like the notorious Jack the Ripper.


I'm on a mission drippin'-a-fog
I am focused on a specific goal, moving cautiously and stealthily towards it.


An when it sees a million motherfuckers deceased
When my mission is accomplished, there'll be a tremendous number of people dead.


Some of police are brutal hog, I'm actor-baitin'
Some law enforcement officers are corrupt and abusive, and I provoke them intentionally.


No hesitation to slice a motherfucker in thirty places
I have no second thoughts about brutally injuring someone in multiple ways.


Fuck a case - ain't leavin' traces here to Redder-Dip
I don't care about getting caught and leaving evidence behind; I vanish without a trace.


I'm aimin' a - automatic find a bitch I'm hangin' up
I target individuals with my automatic weapon, and they have no chance of survival.


Protainin' up, boss strangler, better save my mother
I am a ruthless leader capable of killing, and I prioritize protecting my family.


Flat packs will end as brothers - the bloody covers
Criminal activities lead to the loss of friendship and result in violence and death.


Bloody gloves like Yo-J, AK's my brainwaves
I handle weapons with blood on my gloves, and aggressive thoughts consume my mind.


I'll strung a nigga all day to my dear play you won't be comin' back
I'll relentlessly hunt down and kill someone for as long as it takes, leaving no chance for survival.


I put that on my dear pops when I blast a fierce drop
I promise to my deceased father that I will seek revenge by using deadly force.


My bloody mask revealin' Jason it's non-stop
I wear a mask that symbolizes my murderous intentions, just like the iconic horror character Jason Voorhees.


The cemetery is what you facin'
Death in a graveyard is the outcome you'll face if you cross paths with me.


My steel shot is smokin' like chainsaws, brains call
The bullets fired from my gun are deadly, ripping through skulls like buzzing chainsaws.


Recommend that you get your homies and watch your motherfuckin' game fall
I suggest you gather your friends and prepare for the downfall of your entire crew.


Prepare for the night that you never wanted
Be ready for a horrifying and undesired night filled with chaos and violence.


These streets are taunted, blacked out impala with the big rims on it
The streets are dangerous and intimidating, with a menacing black car equipped with large rims.


Hit'cha corner with the lights out, bitch it's on
I will surprise and confront you in a secluded place, ready to engage in a violent altercation.


Duck down wit'cha kids, you know what you did
Hide and protect your children because you are aware of the misdeeds you have committed.


Motherfuck what your niggas say, watch for the ricochet
Ignore the opinions of your companions; instead, be cautious of the bullets bouncing off surfaces.


It's gonna be hard to hear much, once my trigger spray
After I start firing my gun rapidly, it will be difficult to hear anything else.


That's neither here nor there, just beware
That information is irrelevant; however, you should be cautious nonetheless.


Cause when I bust off my gat flings like a roll flair
When I shoot my gun, it releases rapidly like a spinning flare, causing chaos.


You now listenin' to - the most hated and most loved at the same time 'cause
You are currently hearing the music of an artist who is both despised and adored by many.


Ice nigga what the fuck you want to do about a T
I am Ice-T, and you should think twice before trying to confront me.


Most'cha bitch niggas can't fuck with me
The majority of weak individuals cannot compete with my skills and prowess.


Cause your chin-chalked talk I can see through
Your boastful and insincere talk is transparent to me; I see right through it.


Like you're rollin' in a phat V-12
Your attempts to appear impressive are futile; it's like driving a flashy V-12 car.


Bulllshit - pull quick and have your shit cocked or dropped
Cut the nonsense and be ready to fight or face dire consequences.


Keep a spare clip cause sometimes the shots don't stop
Always carry an extra loaded magazine because there might be a need for continuous shooting.


It's motherfuckin' game to rap about, shits' for real
Rapping about the violent lifestyle is not just a game; it reflects the harsh reality.


Double action, ain't gotta cock back no more
My firearm has a double-action mechanism, eliminating the need to manually cock it before firing.


Got you bitch-ass niggas sweatin' like Taibo
I have weak individuals trembling in fear, just like during an intense Taibo workout.


Rather lookin', in my face, I'm just checkin' my flow
Instead of being confrontational, take a close look and analyze my skills and delivery.


So, I advise you to keep it in the studio
I suggest you limit your actions and words to the controlled environment of the recording studio.


Your attitude, you don't want to meet me dude
Your disrespectful demeanor will not end well for you if we cross paths.


My crew's like a fuckin' wild bunch of escaped beasts
My group of associates is untamed, aggressive, and unpredictable, resembling escaped animals.


Like scientists, cross cells of apes and G's
Similar to scientists experimenting with DNA, we bring together individuals from different backgrounds and create a unique, powerful force.


All the war - get you battle gear, black fatigues
In this conflict, you should prepare for combat by equipping black military-style clothing.


You talk shit, your crew's catch a casualty, uh!
If you engage in verbal insults, your entire group will suffer severe consequences.


On the mic, Grip be flexin'
When I'm on the microphone, Grip displays his skills and confidence.


Who's next to wreck when I mic check, mic check
Whoever dares to follow my performance will face the challenge of proving their own skills.


I'm checkin' any verbal an' steppin'
I am analyzing and challenging anyone who tries to engage in a verbal confrontation.


What the fuck nigga duck you ain't fuckin' with this
You should back away and dodge my lyrical assault because you can't compete.


Get touched cause I lust to bust when I clutch
I have an intense desire to excel and surprise when I hold the microphone.


With the quickness, killin' lyricist when I spit this
With speed and precision, I dominate and outshine other rappers when I deliver my rhymes.


Who's next on my hitlist when I rip this
I have a list of targets ready to be attacked next when I perform.


Lyrically I'm material, the Rap War General
I possess substantial and potent lyrical skills, making me a leader in the world of rap.


Droppin' hoes quicker than a syllable, yeah you killable
I defeat and discard weak opponents easily, as if they were insignificant syllables.


Your style, unfillable, wishin' my shit was stillable
Your style of rapping lacks substance and cannot compare to mine; you wish you could replicate my success.


I eel for the fuck of it, queen you know I'm lovin' it
I engage in sexual encounters purely for enjoyment, and you, as a woman, are aware of my desires.


Dick, never suckin' it unless I see a buck in it
I refuse to receive oral sex unless the person offering has some form of compensation.


You need the whip, cluck it kid, I'm furious
If you desire drugs, don't bother me; I am too angry and aggressive to assist you.


Leavin' your crew delirious so you don't take it serious
After overpowering your entire group, I will leave them confused and disoriented, showing that they underestimated the situation.


I'm guessin' you was serious about the West, none test
I assume you were genuinely challenging the West Coast, but in reality, no one can surpass us.


I got the rep for my niggas on the shaw
I have established a strong and respected reputation with my friends from the neighborhood.


Got the ball, fuck the law and yep I wet 'em out
I am in control, disregarding the authorities, and I successfully eliminate my enemies.


As I proceed to spread 'em out and dead 'em out
I systematically defeat and kill my adversaries, making it clear that I am superior.


Spray 'em out, lay 'em out
I unleash a barrage of bullets, causing casualties and leaving bodies scattered.


Ain't no surprise, come see me with four eyes
It's no secret, come confront me face to face, prepared to defend yourself.


Young Grip I'm a prize, prepare for your demise
I, Grip, am a highly valuable and sought-after individual; brace yourself for your impending downfall.


Recognize I put a hole in the local aforenor
Acknowledge that I have the power to inflict damage and create chaos in the area you represent.


Nigga this is Coroner
Listen closely, because what I bring is deadly and will leave no survivors in its wake.


Gripsta, Oakland, California
Gripsta proclaims his identity as a rapper from Oakland, California.


I only like my shit hardcore...
Gripsta has a strong preference for hardcore music and lyrics.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: (ALPHONSO HENDERSON) D.J. ALADDIN, BRANDI YOUNGER, TRACY MARROW

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Comments from YouTube:

madkew ve

кто от ОГ? какой же у них все таки охуенный музыкальный вкус

acorrae one

ооо даааа
я впринципе такую музыку слушаю, так ещё и у любимых пацанов этот трек)

a. shp

апхпх ржу именно от них 😎

Tvou Drug

А чё ты хотел? Они собкультурные рэперы.

Назарий Чёрный

@Евгений Коряк он про ютуб канал парней где музло такое вставляют.

Евгений Коряк

Альбом называется "Home Invasion" , 1993 год. А не "O.G. Original Gangster", как заявлено на картинке видео)

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Nestor Osuna

daaam !!!! respect !!! , this is what influenced me as a child to listen to rap

KRILLZ DA GAWD

that was one of the best songs from that album forreal!

Janek M. Jera

big respect to mrs. grip !!! awesome shit !!

Tiffany Hoffman

Wicked old school brings back memories.

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