It's time to start the party if ya'll don't mind
  Me and "E" clean our Adidas with 409
  He rocks the highs,I dog the bass
  Ya wanna hear us rock?
  Here's a taste!!!
    Every day I make a sandwich with ham and cheese
  Use miracle whip,I don't like mayonnaise
  I eat a can of beans,good for my heart
  About 1 a.m.,I always.....
  Far from me to bite anothers rhyme
  They're just too easy to write
  I do'em two at a time
  Like doggin' the wax and ya don't quit
  And if you didn't like that then suck my....
  Dictations how I write my raps
  Cold maxin' with two freaks upon my lap
  Chillin' on the phone,bookin' more def shows
  An' if the freaks get illy I smack the....
  Whole days of my life are spent inside my bed
  Just maxin' an' relaxin' like I'm at club med
  Ya say you like this record,you think it's fun?
  Party people get stupid we just begun!!!
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    You're get,get,gettin' real stupid
  As the beat hits your body get ill!!!
  You ain't dumb you paid dollars to party go off!!
  The girl you're dancin' with has got great hips bug out!!
  Go on homeboy and grab her.....
  Tape recorder turn up the bass
  No time to waste just dog the place
  R-R-R-Rocket like a missile in space
  Evil E keeps his 1200s in an anvil case
  We fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.A
  To places close to home,far away
  L.A.,New York,Detroit,Miami
  If I see a girl and like her then I let her see my....
  Jam rockin's how I got my fame,Ice capital T
  Evil E's his name
  If you can't see who's rockin' you must be blind
  You better clean your gazelles with some 409!!!
    Go Ice get busy [X2]
  Go Evil Get busy [X2]
    Turn up your stereo,equalize treble
  Bass be kickin' stupid hard as metal
  On the mic tonight that's right your rhyme opponent
  M.C. Ice T just microphonin'
  33 and 1/3 revolutions per minute
  This record is def because my heart is in it
  Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight and precise
  Special effects will be created by an editor's splice
  The funk is in it,ya dig it so stop that frontin'
  Bust a move to my groove work your body do somethin'
  No way in the world that you can deny my method
  As my record rotates,my words get more impressive
  I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Sire Records not M.C.A.
  C.B.S.,Capitol,cause they move too slow
  Now Sire/Warner Bros. clocks all the dough
  As the record revolves money's gettin' made
  A.S.C.A.P. pays me every time it's played
  I chill in def leathers pure silks and suede
  And the gold around my neck will never fade
  Down with my Syndicate organized rhyme
  Kickin' def tempos that I design
  And if you can't hear'em thats such a crime
  You better wash your dirty ears with some 409
    I always rhyme elite,stay on beat
  Travel in a posse when I walk the street
  Loved to say my rhymes when I used to max
  Now I don't speak much,I save my words for wax
  I just wanna make a little point in this song
  With a little nonsense we can all get along and on and on
  Till the break'a break of dawn
  This jam will never play out because the grooves too strong
  Guys grab a girl,girls grab a guy
  If a guy wants a guy,please take it outside
  I wanna make ya enjoy yourself
  On the mic tonight Ice T!!Who else?
  Evil's on the cuts,Henry Gee's shot gun
  Islam's my producer,Bambattas son
  Bronx Style Bob's cold watchin' my back
  Melle Mel's just layin' for some punks to act wack
  Grandmaster Caz and Donald D ,Scott La Rock
  Red Alert,Chuck Chill Out
  If you're down with my crew you will be fine
  But if you ill we'll get dirty-bring your 409!!
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    409......