Soul On Ice
Ice-T Lyrics

It was a Saturday night on the streets of Cali
The night takes place on a Saturday in California.

Threw on my dope silk suit, brushed off my suede Bally's
The singer dressed up in a luxurious silk suit and cleaned his Bally shoes.

Threw on enough gold for any girl's pleasure
The singer put on a lot of gold jewelry to showcase his wealth to women.

Left a pound and a half of that shit still in the dresser
The artist left a large amount of drugs behind.

I slapped a clip in my nine, threw a clip in my sock
The artist loaded his gun and hid another clip in his sock for protection.

Picked three grand up off the dresser, it was ten on the dot
The singer picked up three thousand dollars from the dresser at exactly ten o'clock.

Now my beeper started beeping, I threw that shit in the sink
The singer's pager started going off, but he ignored it and threw it in the sink.

I didn't need it no more, I had more money than Brinks
The artist did not need his pager anymore because he had a lot of money.

See, I was quitting the game and tonight was my fling
The artist was giving up his lifestyle of crime and drugs, and tonight was his final celebration.

You see on the streets they're players but only one king
Although there are many people involved in criminal activity, there is only one person who is the most successful and powerful.

Now that's the title I held but the game is real fast
The singer used to hold the title of the most successful and powerful person in criminal activity, but the fast-paced nature of the game made it hard to maintain.

You gotta get in and get out if you expecting to last
To succeed in crime, one must be able to enter and exit quickly without getting caught or hurt.

Now my homeboy Evil was downstairs chillin' in his brand new Benz
The singer's friend, Evil, was waiting for him in his new Mercedes-Benz.

I had many adversaries but very few close friends
Although the singer had many enemies, he only had a few close friends like Evil.

We broke to the set, E parked the car on the grass
The two friends went to meet others, and Evil parked his car on the lawn.

High-signin' was his trademark and he did it with class
Evil was known for his signature greeting and did it with style.

Hit the door like two titans, the whole jam stopped to stare
The artist and Evil entered the location like powerful figures, and everyone stopped to look.

And as we walked through the crowd they threw bills in the air
People began throwing money in the air as the singer and Evil entered the crowd.

I spied my man Jazz maxin' out with two stone cold freaks
The singer saw his friend Jazz having fun with two women.

"Yo, what's up Ice, you rich now, man, you too good to speak?"
Jazz asked the artist if he was too wealthy to interact with regular people.

Now Jazz was a player from the east coast, the Bronx
Jazz was originally from the Bronx in the East Coast and had experience with women.

He was known to be hard on the women and a brother he'd stomp
Jazz was known to be aggressive with women and wouldn't hesitate to use force on his own brothers.

Smack a bitch in a minute, some say just for fun
Jazz was rumored to hit women without reason, and people said he did it for his amusement.

And he was known for his chrome-plated pearl-handled gun
Jazz was recognized for his unique pistol with chrome plating and pearl handle.

"Yo Ice, you my brother and I love you and all
Jazz declared his love for the singer and reminded him of a time when he bailed him out of prison.

But what's up with that six g's you owe me, man
However, Jazz also mentioned a debt that the singer owed him.

"'Member when your boys took that fall?
Jazz reminded the singer of a time when he took the blame for the singer's actions.

And I posted the bail 'cause yo ass was locked up"
Jazz revealed that he posted bail for the artist when he was in jail.

Evil gave Jazz ten g's and Jazz shut the fuck up
Evil paid Jazz ten thousand dollars, and Jazz became quiet about the debt.

Just then I saw Donald-D hit the front door
The singer saw Donald-D enter the location.

More gold than a Aztec, black leather he wore
Donald-D wore a lot of gold jewelry and black leather clothing.

Hoes grabbed for they niggas when D hit the set
Women immediately tried to attach themselves to men when they saw Donald-D.

'Cause what Donald D wanted, is what Donald D get
Donald-D typically received any woman he wanted.

Donald's eyes hit mine, then a smile across his face
Donald-D made eye contact with the artist and grinned.

Then a light hit his ring and blinded the whole goddamn place
Donald-D's ring reflected light so bright that it blinded everyone in the area.

"Yo Ice you the coolest and Evil you mean
Donald-D complimented the artist on being cool, and he called Evil fierce.

But I got the flyest shit rollin' off gasoline"
Donald-D claimed to have the nicest car, which ran on gasoline.

Everyone in the party moved quickly outside
People rushed outside to see Donald-D's car.

To see Donald D's ultimate super fly ride
People were excited to look at Donald-D's extravagant and stylish car.

It was black, it was low, cost twice that of my Porsche
Donald-D's car was black, close to the ground, and twice as expensive as the artist's Porsche.

A Testarossa Ferrari, convertible of course
Donald-D owned a Ferrari Testarossa, which was a convertible.

It purred like a jet
Donald-D's car sounded like a jet plane when it was in motion.

"Yo man, I bought it with cash"
Donald-D claimed to have paid for his car in full with cash.

It had 'Donald D' written in gold on the dash
There was a gold nameplate on the dash of Donald-D's car that had his name on it.

Then out of no where came a shot across the street
Suddenly, a gunshot came from the other side of the street.

I felt pain in my chest and my knees got weak
The artist was hit by a bullet and felt pain in his chest, causing him to collapse.

There was blood on my hands and I fell to to the ground
The singer noticed blood on his hands as he fell to the ground.

And all I could hear was "Yo Ice is down!"
People called out that the artist had been shot and had fallen to the ground.

Somebody had shot me
The singer had been shot by an unknown person.

The night that I quit
The night when the singer was giving up his life of crime.

The night that I ended all this hustlin', playin' shit
The night when the singer put an end to his involvement in criminal activities.

It's ironic ain't it
The situation is ironic.

The night I retire, would be the same night that my whole life expire
The night the artist decided to retire from his criminal life, he was shot and killed, resulting in his ultimate demise.