Ice-T lyrics wanted
Miles Yao
Can anyone e-mail me the lyrics for "New Jack Hustler"? I will appreciate
it _very_ much!
p.s. Is there an anonymous ftp source for rap lyrics?
(*) M I L E S Y A O =============================<cy...@pollux.usc.edu>
"Sometimes you take a false-first picture. You
pretend to take the picture, the subject relaxes.
_Then_ you take the real picture."
- W. S. Burroughs
"I just think any picture you take is a good picture."
- Andy Warhol
Fedde Engler
>Can anyone e-mail me the lyrics for "New Jack Hustler"? I will appreciate
>it _very_ much!
Here it goes :
Hustler, word, I pull the trigger long,
grit my teeth,
spray till every brother's gone,
got my block sewn, armored dope spots,
last thing I sweat's, a sucka punk cop,
mover like a king when I roll, hops,
yuo try to flex, bang,
another brother drops,
you gotta deal with this,
cause there's no way out,
Why? Cash money ain't never gonna play out,
I got nothing to loose, much to gain,
in my brain, I gotta capitalist migraine,
gotta get paid tonight,
to keep my hustel right,
quick when I speak, check my freak,
keep my game tight,
so many girls on my jock,
think I am a movie star,
nineteen, I got a fifty thousand dollar car,
go to school, I ani't goin for it,
kiss my butt, bust the cork on the moet,
cause I don't wanna hear that crap,
Why? I rather be a new jack------hustler
H U S T L E R Hustler
(Kid drop in)
Yo man you know what I'm saying?
you got it going on my man,
I like how it's going down,
you got the fly cars, the girls, the jewels,
look at that ring right there,
I know it's real, it's gotta be real.
Man you the flyest brother I seen in my life!
Yo man, I just wanna roll with you man,
How can I be down?
What's up? You say you wanna be down?
Ease back, or little brother get beat down,
out my face, fool I'm the illest,
bullet proof, I die harder than Bruce Willis,
Got my crew in effect, I bought em new jags,
so much cash, gotta keep it in hefty bags,
all i think about is keys and g's
Imagine that, me workin at mickey D's.
That's a joke, cause I'm never gonna be broke,
when I die, there'll be bullets and gun smoke.
You don't like my life? (blanck --> FUCK) you!
I'm rollin with the new jack crew.
And I'm a hustler.
H U S T L E R Hustler
Here I come, so you better brake north,
as I stride,
my gold chanis glide back and forth,
I care nothing about you, and that's evident,
all I love, is my dope and dead presidents,
sound crazy? Well it isn't,
the ends justify the means,
that's the system,
I learned that in school, then I dropped out,
hit the streets, checked a grip,
and now I got clout,
I had nothin, and I wanted it,
you had everything, and you flaunted it,
turned the needy into the greedy,
with cocaine, my success came speedy,
got me twisted, jammed into a paradoz,
every dollar i get, another brother drops,
maybe that's the plan,
and I don't understand,
Damn-------you got me sinkin in quicksand.
But since I don't know,
and I ain't never learned.
I gotta get paid, I got money to earn.
With my posse, out on the ave,
bump my sounds, crack a fourty and laugh.
Cool out, and watch my new benz gleam,
is this a nightmare? Or the american dream?
So think twice, if you're comin down my block,
you wanna journey through hell?
Well things get hot, pregnant teens,
children scream,
life is weighed on the scales of a triple beam,
You don't come here much,
and you better not,
wrong move, (BANG), ambulance cot.
I gotta get more money than you got,
so what, if some other brother gets shot.
That's how the game is played,
another brother slayed, the wound is deep,
(but) you're givin us bandaid.
My education's low, but I got long dough,
raised like a pit bull, my heart pumps nitro.
Sleep on silk, like a politician,
My UZI's my best friend, cold as a mortician,
lock me up, that's genocidial catastrophe,
There'll be another one after me!!!
A hustler.
H U S T L E R Hustler
Fedde
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"Learn the words, you might sing this,
Just a little bit of the taste of the bass for you" --Chuck D
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Seeeeeeeeeeeya :)
Darin M Powell
>cy...@usc.edu (Miles Yao) writes:
>
>>Can anyone e-mail me the lyrics for "New Jack Hustler"? I will appreciate
>>it _very_ much!
>
>Here it goes :
{of course, the version you gave is the *censored* version. I've added the
uncensored version as it appears on the OG ORIGINAL GANGSTER album. The words that were censored out I've placed in brackets [ ]. Of course, there's really not much difference.
>Hustler, word, I pull the trigger long,
>grit my teeth,
>spray till every [nigger's] gone,
>got my block sewn, armored dope spots,
>last thing I sweat's a sucka punk cop,
>move like a king when I roll, hops,
>yuo try to flex, bang,
>another [nigger] drops,
>you gotta deal with this,
>cause there's no way out,
>Why? Cash money ain't never gonna play out,
>I got nothing to loose, much to gain,
>in my brain, I gotta capitalist migraine,
>gotta get paid tonight,
>[you motherfuckin' right]
>quick when I speak, check my freak,
>keep my game tight,
>so many [ho's] on my jock,
>think I am a movie star,
>nineteen, I got a fifty thousand dollar car,
>go to school, I ani't goin for it,
>kiss my [ass], bust the cork on the moet,
>cause I don't wanna hear that crap,
>Why? I rather be a new jack------hustler
>
>H U S T L E R Hustler
>
>(Kid drop in)
>Yo man you know what I'm saying?
>you got it going on my man,
>I like how it's going down,
>you got the fly cars, the girls, the jewels,
>look at that ring right there,
>I know it's real, it's gotta be real.
>Man you the flyest [nigger] I seen in my life!
>Yo man, I just wanna roll with you man,
>How can I be down?
>
>What's up? You say you wanna be down?
>Ease back, or [motherfucker] get beat down,
>out my face, fool I'm the illest,
>bullet proof, I die harder than Bruce Willis,
>Got my crew in effect, I bought em new jags,
>so much cash, gotta keep it in hefty bags,
>all i think about is keys and g's
>Imagine that, me workin at mickey D's.
>That's a joke, cause I'm never gonna be broke,
>when I die, there'll be bullets and gun smoke.
Your don't like my lifestyle? [Fuck You!]
>I'm rollin with the new jack crew.
>And I'm a hustler.
>
>H U S T L E R Hustler
>
>Here I come, so you better break north,
>as I stride,
>my gold chanis glide back and forth,
>I care nothing about you, and that's evident,
>all I love, is my dope and dead presidents,
>sound crazy? Well it isn't,
>the ends justify the means,
>that's the system,
>I learned that in school, then I dropped out,
>hit the streets, checked a grip,
>and now I got clout,
>I had nothin, and I wanted it,
>you had everything, and you flaunted it,
>turned the needy into the greedy,
>with cocaine, my success came speedy,
>got me twisted, jammed into a paradoz,
>every dollar i get, another [nigger] drops,
>maybe that's the plan,
>and I don't understand,
>[God] Damn, you got me sinkin in quicksand.
>But since I don't know,
>and I ain't never learned.
>I gotta get paid, I got money to earn.
>With my posse, out on the ave,
>bump my sounds, crack a fourty and laugh.
>Cool out, and watch my new benz gleam,
>is this a nightmare? Or the american dream?
>
>So think twice, if you're comin down my block,
>you wanna journey through hell?
>Well [shit] get[s] hot, pregnant teens,
>children scream,
>life is weighed on the scales of a triple beam,
>You don't come here much,
>and you better not,
>wrong move, (BANG), ambulance cot.
>I gotta get more money than you got,
>so what, if some [motherfucker] gets shot.
>That's how the game is played,
>another brother slayed, the wound is deep,
>(but) you're givin us bandaid.
>My education's low, but I got long dough,
>raised like a pit bull, my heart pumps nitro.
>Sleep on silk, like a politician,
>My UZI's my best friend, cold as a mortician,
>lock me up, that's genocidial catastrophe,
>There'll be another one after me!!!
>A hustler.
>
>H U S T L E R Hustler
Darin Powell
dmpo...@rodan.acs.syr.edu
"Blame it on Ice Cube, cause he said
It get's funky when you have a subject and predicate."
-- The real NWA, "Express Yourself"
Fedde Engler
>In article <fedde.6...@bern.docs.uu.se> fe...@Oslo.docs.uu.se (Fedde Engler) writes:
>>cy...@usc.edu (Miles Yao) writes:
>>
>>>Can anyone e-mail me the lyrics for "New Jack Hustler"? I will appreciate
>>>it _very_ much!
>>
>>Here it goes :
>{of course, the version you gave is the *censored* version. I've added the
>uncensored version as it appears on the OG ORIGINAL GANGSTER album. The words that were censored out I've placed in brackets [ ]. Of course, there's really not much difference.
Wierd. The one I wrote down was also from the album. But I guess the text that
follows with the record is censored too. I was listening to Del Tha Funkee
Homosapien at the same time I was writting the lyrics down, so I didn't
remeber the "real" text in my head. Also it was a long time I listened to that
rap as it is long time ago that record came out.
But thanks anyway for putting in the missing words, so that fellow that asked
for the lyrics gets it all right :)
Seeeeeeeeya!
Fedde
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>
>>Can anyone e-mail me the lyrics for "New Jack Hustler"? I will appreciate
>>it _very_ much!
>
>Here it goes :
>bullet proof, I die harder than Bruce Willis,
Just wanted to point out the similarity between Ice T's rhyme and an older one
by the Beasties "Looking Down the Barrel of a Gun" from _Paul's Boutique_:
Rapid fire Louie like Rambo got bullets
I'm a die harder like my man Bruce Willis.
-BigBen
Cliff Heller
>Can anyone e-mail me the lyrics for "New Jack Hustler"? I will appreciate
>it _very_ much!
Why not simply buy the album and support the brother?
--
fnord
Darin M Powell
>>{of course, the version you gave is the *censored* version. I've added the
>>uncensored version as it appears on the OG ORIGINAL GANGSTER album. The words that were censored out I've placed in brackets [ ]. Of course, there's really not much difference.
>
>Wierd. The one I wrote down was also from the album. But I guess the text that
>follows with the record is censored too. I was listening to Del Tha Funkee
>Homosapien at the same time I was writting the lyrics down, so I didn't
>remeber the "real" text in my head. Also it was a long time I listened to that
>rap as it is long time ago that record came out.
>But thanks anyway for putting in the missing words, so that fellow that asked
>for the lyrics gets it all right :)
>
>Seeeeeeeeya!
>
>Fedde
I looked up the lyrics on my own copy of OG ORIGINAL GANGSTER and
noticed that, as you said, the printed lyrics are from the radio
version, while the actual songs on the album contain the "dirty
words." I wonder if it was just a mistake, or whether it was
intentional.
In regards to the PE lyrics debate, I think the reason the censored
version of "Fight The Power" appears on FEAR OF A BLACK PLANET is that
all they did was add the radio version to the album, so stations
could play it instead of hunting down the single. Remember, "Fight The
Power" was released as a single in concjuction w/ "Do The Right Thing,"
and was recorded several months before the FEAR... album was completed.
As far as the beeps on "Get The Fuck Out of Dodge" on the APOCOLYPSE
91..., I don't understand. I find it highly annoying when listening
to the album. It could be the same thing...PE wants the radio stations
to play the cut from the album. But no other cuts are censored, so
it makes no sense.
Also, for those of you who have the single of "Welcome To The
Terrordome," you'll notice that the word "nigger" is beeped out
on the line "The shootin' of Huey Newton/it was the hand of nigger/
that pulled the trigger." But no beep appears on the album.
Well anyway...
Darin Powell
dmpo...@rodan.acs.syr.edu
"Peace. Don't make me laugh."
-- Ice Cube
"Another day. Another death. Another sorrow. Another breath."
-- Metallica