Gangster of Hip Hop

Lyrics

Hit it DMX Just-Ice Wind-it-up! Just-Ice, when it comes to a rhyme Wind it up, you better make it on time I take my lyrics direct, I'm always gettin' respect I got your girl in my arm and then she's sure to get wet So pardon my diction, but feel the friction I am the key, your body's the ignition So assume the position, get your back ready When Just-Ice starts it's solid and steady To keep my vocab, you might think it's bad But if I ever bone your girl I'm guaranteed to make her glad Even slim or chubby, smart or real nutty Sir Vicious Just-Ice, will make her bloody Make her think it's a prank, while we go into the bank Withdraw every dime, leave the bitch with a blank Say thanks a lot, give me everything you got We both [?] cash, but rich from my rock Ingenuity a must, Sir Vicious, just Don't think of it as love because it's only lust On the line I will spot ya, suckers I will drop ya Girl I got ya 'cause my words rock ya (Yes, but you are the hip-hop gangster) When I start a rhyme brothers come in fear Their girl will leave them and come close to here Sir Vicious, Just-Ice 'cause they know that I'm fresh They here my voice on vinyl then they touch me in the flesh All I do is wink, make the girl think Of putting her man right on the brink Cement her feelings to my slightest whim Take her to my dressing room and get busy again I understand why brothers don't like my presence When it comes to a girl, I'm the most pleasant It's the truth and facts, with power that's packed Like you're hooked on crack, nah you ain't jacked If you think that's all, I got something left It's my musical [?] and his name is DMX I'm gonna ask you a question, I want a straight answer 'Cause I think they're playin' 'cause I'm serious as cancer Are there a lot of MCs who are jokers and pranksters? (Yes, but you are the hip-hop gangster) 'Cause switch around the answer bring ya right to the top Sir Vicious, Just-Ice the gangster of hip-hop I use a rhyme for a gun, intellect for a bullet And my natural crafty ways will execute it to the fullest Commence to say a rhyme while other suckers will [?] it 'Cause the pressure shook the roof [?] leak will stay garbage Got a witness by my side with the truth to tell You can ask B.I. or my brother Shamell Or just come to a party, watch me raise some hell Coming straight from Brooklyn where the warriors dwell Coming straight from Brooklyn where the warriors dwell Coming straight from Brooklyn where the warriors dwell Get my point across well and keep it together For a sucker MC I'm just plain terror If that's enough, hold on for a second DMX and Mantronix is the best I reckon But if you wanna save this for a rainy day Play my boy T La Rock or Crimemaster Charade 'Cause we're all down together as one big fam With the scheme that's me, it will be a scam Like a planning and prodding, so suckers start rotting You're fiending for a break, a music junkie you're nodding I'm a MC instructor, a musical conductor I'm a rapper destructor, put your rhymes in a gutter Where they belong, 'cause your shit is weak So for all you rasclaat just lick the street (Yes, but you are the hip-hop gangster) I see prodigies of the highest degrees A plateau, so ya know that I'm the epitome Of words and lyrics that opposers are against The master of a phrase and the king of a sentence Clear as a crystal or hazy like a blur If you don't know my name I think you better call me Sir You address me with respect, now your feelings are suspicious Precise Just-Ice, another word for Vicious Get up on the mic then I reach my peak It might take 4 days or even a week 'Cause I'm fresh as ice, or tender as a kiss You can say Just-Ice or say Justice I'm exalted pressure, rule up my empire And with my skills I move a level higher Check your steps, be sure you don't front 'Cause the way that you rhyme you ain't nothin' but a puppy-punk Born to do my thing and comin' straight from the heart Had to check my song and leave my trademark 'Cause I'm a gangster, and you're not You're a sucker, and I rock Wind it up (Yes, but you are the hip-hop gangster) Vulture one come-coming But make sure you can pay me Vulture one come-coming But make sure you can pay me 'Cause I can't take no grass to fill up my [?] I can't take no loss, because I need my [?] [?] me in a jam, boom! [?] like so The one DMX is on the beatbox y'all for your [?] pleasure Sir Vicious, Just-Ice the dangerous gangster of hip-hop Winding it up, cold getting busy, Mantronix Marley Marl, rock on everybody, peace