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.
Mic Contract
Ice-T Lyrics
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This is it, words from a timebomb
Attack speed, fast as an F15
Raise the heat, light thhe gasoline
Overload, it might cause a blackout
Dead end
There's no chnce to back out
Hit the tripwire
Broken glass, screech'n car tires, bodies hit the deck
As I commence to wreck
Eject another clip and drip sweat
Face of danger, increasin' nger
Point blank
I smoke another stranger
Grip the mic tight
I see the brake lights
Hit the back door
I lay down cross the floor
E's on the wheels
He makes the rubber squel
Blood's on my gear
From caps I've peeled
About a block away I sit up
Look back
It wasn't nothin' but a
Microphone contract!
Dressed in black I stalk my prey
Parabellum in a leather attache
Low tones I speak, I speak to few
Just give me the money
and who the fuck to do
Four blocks away my aim's clean
Night scope on a silence carbine
Place my crosshairs on my vic's eye
Squeeze the trigger
Watch the brains fly
Violent? Yeah you could call me that
Insane? You're on the right track
But turn the sounds up
So I can stay amped
Do another crew and breaak camp
The only way I sleep is in a cold sweat
You think I'm crazy?
You ain't see shit yet
Cause I love to kill and kill for fun
The microphone goes off
Like a handgun
It's goin' down now
Grab your girl hops
No excuses when the bodies
begin to drop
Look in my face fool
It look like I'm play'n
Don't become another
Victim of mic slayin'
What's up?
You want your feet in some concrete?
I got some brothers
That'll do you for gold teeth
But most the time I move, I move alone
Take a bat
Break your motherfuckin' dome
Shoot you dead in the face
With a sawed off
One hundred ten degrees
Ice don't get soft
Cause I'm hard as they come
I come correct
You can't handle the vandal hit eject
If not you better get
Out my face sucka
Or else you better be
A good bullet ducker
Cause I'm a rip shop
Tell that ass drop
Five o Ice, yo fuck a damn cop!
Cause I move hard and cold
With a gangster stroll
Five thousand dollar suits
And fly gold
Rolex, you can't fit no more
Diamonds on it
Pinky ring, worth a house
If I decide to own it
What's up now punk?
Yo start to choke up?
You try to move on the Ice
You'll get broke up!
Midnight, time for a homicide
Showtime, somebody's gonna die
E hits the switch
And thouands of volts connect
With the weapon that's in my fist
I see a sucka in the third row
Try'n to riff
A paragraph and a half he's stiff
I start bustin' off barrages ear high
Mothers grab for their children
Tears fly
I'm like a psycho
In the mircrophone zone
Speakers blown, mind gone
I can't be touched
Once my lyrics begin to fly
Simple stage radiation
Could make ya die
Ya got a prob nigga
you think your rep's bigger?
Hold your heard right there
While I squeeze the trigger
Cause I'm a crazy motherfucker
That's no joke
My favorite smell is
The aroma of gunsmoke
I'm bustin' off another
Lyrical nightmare
Parents hate the Ice!
You think that I care?
Well I don't give a fuck
Cause I rhyme tough
Drop science, still bust the ill stuff
So now it's time for crime
And the rhyme is mine
Track the movement
Hide from the punchline
I rhyme with quickness
Microphone fitness
The assassinator
Stay off the shit list
The song "Mic Contract" by Ice-T is a hardcore rap song, reflecting upon the intensity of his rapping and presenting an image of fearlessness and ruthlessness. The lyrics describe the singer's approach to his rapping, comparing it to a time bomb that is about to go off or to an F15 fighter jet attacking with extreme speed. The singer wants to create a feeling of high intensity, as well as danger and unpredictability. The lyrics describe how the artist is not afraid to push boundaries, and will not back down even when faced with extreme danger. He also speaks of his willingness to kill anyone who messes with him or his craft, and how the microphone serves as his weapon in this regard.
The song is a reflection of the hardcore rap genre and is intended to evoke a sense of excitement, danger, and aggression. It is an expression of the roughness and toughness of the artist and acts as a statement of rebellion against the establishment. It criticizes the censorship and control enforced by the mainstream record industry and showcases the raw talent of the artist.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ALPHONSO HENDERSON, TRACY LAUREN MARROW
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@privatejoker1000
Dope track from an epic album 🔥
@koolj77anthem43
this is one of the hypest songs ever
@kawahawk76
Overlooked only because it’s on arguably one of the greatest albums of all time.
@elohim77
This mf tune is pure fire
@KNaore
Remember when gangsta rap had incredible rhymes, turntablism, and breakbeat content instead of guys yelling WHAT and repeating the same line over and over
@themadrapper101
DMX is the only one who gets a pass for yelling WHAT!!!!
@korporatechild1
Ice T, Respect, True OG, Godfather of gangstah rap
@AussieLebo
never gets old.... LOVE THIS SONG!!!!!!!!!!!
@elohim77
This is pure fire
@mrcommunity992
Old school rules! Peace to Brother Ice T!!!