Yeah, This is Ice-T
  You've just been listening to the Seventh Deadly Sin
  To me the Seventh Deadly Sin is hardcore rap
  And I'm very proud to have been a part of that throughout the years
  I'd like to send peace out to all my homeboys that kept it real
  And love to all my niggas that have died out here
  In this bullshit that we call the streets
  You know? What can I say? Hip Hops been good to a nigga
  I got mad love for the East coast, West coast, North and South
  I got my niggas The Top Guns here
  We gonna sign this one off like this:
    My life's been a great story in the ultimate war
  Should I ill or do right? Make peace or go raw?
  I can't explain the true penalties of fame and the wealth
  Tell me who can I trust? I can't trust myself
  Got the devil got me thinking 'bout them ill moves
  Every damn kid on the street, they got something to prove
  Push a bullet through my heart, why not? That's a start
  They could push their reps quicker, kill a well known nigga
  And if you say you're going to kill me, should I blast you first?
  Being black is kinda like being born with a curse
  Do or Die, that's the code of the streets I didn't invent
  Niggas sketch my life out with malicious intent
  My skin color's got me trapped in a never ending ghetto
  I move to the hills, but I can never let go
  The gun shots and the homicides just don't stop
  And just because I came up, I can always drop
    Yo.. we come prepared for guerilla warfare
  Never scared soldiers to the heart
  And hose them body parts with the hardwear
  You spark a dun with Bizzaro or sequel
  When you catch a link on the wings of this desert eagle
  Flappin, we splittin caps friend
  remember when niggas would shoot joints
  Now niggas be wildin' placing hollow points
  Cause in this rat race, shit be moving at a murderous pace
  Mad sons got slugs to the face, OG packs kilos
  Over sore losers and cilo, prepare like a scout
  I hold the burner on the delo
  In this age of idolatry, mad niggas worship u vanity
  If Five ?? you nigga maintain humanity - insanity
  Hope you see the light - like the prism's true colors
  Only a few remain brothers, fuck the others
  In this cold world - the war that's controlled by the trigger
  Revelation or the scripture got to be that live nigga
    So if niggas want to bite the sound like Tyson
  Deck him in the left eye, murder sit down like ryerson
  You wanna dis, don't even try son
  Hey yo, Pizzone - I'm the prodigy you need to keep ya eyes on
  Yo who the don, who plays it all night long?
  50 mill strong, Handle like napalm. Word is bond
  Who get it on when it's time to drop a bomb?
  Sadq keep it cool and calm with the niapalm
  Droppin emcee's to their knees and make them pie straight
  Dust and take and serve niggas on my hot plate
  So cats who got beef, we can take it to the streets
  Cause shit these niggas talk to the grave with they teeth
  It's time to meet your maker step into the new millennium
  I analyze data like intel Pentium
  So follow me, I blame sovereignty for God we bust
  Top Gun, move bright, smooth as Ice, sex and dust
    Ante up the goods, Top Gun Ice-T in your neck of the woods
  I'm 15 blocks deep in the foreign neighborhood
  Street of my styles, no smiles, trying to gun down the golden child
  Still on trial for my old endeavors
  Cold weather got catched trying to buck wholes in my fucking sweater
  Niggas is soft like butter, leathers and felt
  Time to heat it up and melt
  Felt the welts from brass belt buckles to brass knuckles
  Kill all the jokes and chuckles - let's all get together
  My fam stay thick together
  Trick off and lick off together
  No matter the weather
  Lets ease on down to the bow and to the bricks
  When I start to squeeze, I won't ease off a bit
  Won't be no teams up in here with no clashes
  Just bunk mile sleds boot shines up in the masses
    Life got no guarantees, I'm looking for the long lease
  When I'm in LA, it ain't hard to find me
  21st floor eating shrimp at Belonte's
  Every time you see me I'm connected to a dime piece
  I check your styles, although you rhyme quicker
  No matter what you do, I'll always lace mine thicker
  Jealousy will make a fool die quicker than liquor
  Watch your back with your niggas
  Cause that's right where they'll stick ya
  You see me in the club jeweled up, all alone
  I give love to my homies, then I bounce the fuck home
  Bodyguards are something that I just don't do
  Cause if I'm after you black, I'm gonna clap them too
  Money makes all my homies look brand new
  I don't fuck with the fakes, I make moves with the true
  Ice - baby chopping that real, thought you knew
  I might sound hard, but nigga I can die too
    Cause I'm as real as you