Party!
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(Okay party people in the house)--> MC Ricky D/Slick Rick
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[ INTRO: Ice-T ]
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Yo yo, in the place to be
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My name is MC Ice-T
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I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me
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We about to tear stuff up, y'all feel good?
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Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!)
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Randy Mac in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!)
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Nat The Cat, you're in the house tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!)
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Donald-D is in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!)
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Bronx Style Bob is in the house, what you wanna do? (Party!)
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Hen-Gee is in the house, what you wanna do, homeboy? (Party!)
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My man Shaquel is in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!)
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Yo, Toddy Tee is in the house tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!)
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Yo, Everlast is in the house, come on, what you wanna do? (Party!)
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And MC Taste is in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!)
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My man Divine is in the house, what you wanna do, homeboy? (Party!)
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Yo yo, I'm about to kick this party up, is that alright?
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[ ROUND 1: Ice-T ]
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Yo, Yo, MC Ice on a Syndicate Rhyme spree
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You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk to me
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You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out
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Sound a little hot for you, boy? Then, toy, get out
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Syndicate mob ain't nothin but hardened crooks
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You try to diss, your butt is on a meat hook
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Want some of me? You're on a mission
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Bad move, you end up missin
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[ ROUND 1: Randy Mac ]
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Let's get it straight for the '89 tip
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Randy Mac is clockin a stupid grip
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On the party track I'm cold lampin
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But when the Syndicate rolls I be jackin
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You thought I fell off, I ain't even slipped
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The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
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Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
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You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out, beddy-bye
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[ ROUND 1: Nat The Cat ]
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Notorious Asiatic, tough, talented
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A power entertainer
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Catapultin above the top
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Nat The Cat, too swift to be stopped
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I'm like Jordan, a team player on a solo flight
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Lookin down on MC's faces full of fright and fear
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I slam dunk a rap through their ear to hear
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Heureka! I just struck a platinum fame
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In the game things'll never be the same
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Because money changes everything
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[ ROUND 1: Donald D ]
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Once again comin at you hyper
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Donald D the Syndicate Sniper
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Boston Strangler, Charles Manson
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No matter what killer I mention, keep dancin
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_Five Fingers Of Death_, _Fists Of Fury_
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St. Valentine's Day Massacre on a jury
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Wanna convict me for kickin black on wax
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I walk the street with a battle axe
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[ ROUND 1: Bronx Style Bob ]
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Life ain't nothin but a piece of existence
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Cause when you die, you'se a past tense
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So I like to live my life like a big carnival
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Get drunk, act like an animal
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I like the rock'n rolll, the funk, the jazz and hip-hop
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Suckers get loud, I drop em
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I like ( ? )
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I'm Bronx Bob, bring the beats and I'm ( ? )
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[ ROUND 1: Hen-Gee ]
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Black stallion, knockin on concrete walls
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Standin tall, rappers in my face, they stall
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Stutter, softer than melted butter
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There's no other word, go ask your mother
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Hard solid as your city ( ? )
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Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that I walk and talk
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Strollin with a slight limp
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Flyer than any big city pimp
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[ ROUND 1: Shaquel Shabazz ]
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Gold, girls, cold cash
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On the mic Shaquel Shabazz
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Supreme, the Lord, the G-o-d
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Down with the Syndicate posse
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It's you we rule without a tool
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Mathematics in effect, it's time to school
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I'm the principal and knowledge is the key
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Shaquel in the place to be
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[ ROUND 1: Toddy Tee ]
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I climb a mountain top with just one rope
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Get to the top of the stairs and say a rhyme that's dope
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Cause I'm a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger
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Yo, I'm Toddy Tee, and I'm a Compton banger
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Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport of
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Sucker MC's across the Syndicate borders
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No, they can't give me no time, cause it's my rhyme
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Everlast, get funky for me one time
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[ ROUND 1: Everlast ]
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Everlast is in effect gettin big respect
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Then I collect big checks
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1's, 5's, 10's and 20's
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A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys
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Left and right, day and night
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