Party!. (Okay party people in the house). . Yo yo, in the place to be. My name is MC Ice-T. I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me. We about to tear stuff up, y'all feel good?.
Peace peace peace y'all!. (Strange!) Real strange real strange. (An overdose) A nickel bag of funk. (We got beat!!). Now move on move on yeah. ("Hey man are you ready to go?") Yeah.
Spaces and places we fly. Kicks are for places and spaces we fly. Space and all the fat places we fly. Butter, baby to the jet in the cut, dig it. . Boogie jive and rap is life where I'm from.