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Artist:T Ice
Taken from the album The Iceberg/Freedom Of Speech by T Ice
Album:The Iceberg/Freedom Of Speech
Track:Hit the Deck
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Lyrics:"I'm the minstrel man, the cleaning man,
the pole man, the shoeshine man
I'm a nigger
man, watch me dance" {unknown movie}

I put the lyrics on the paper with the
Evil E makes the records spin
Islam drops the beats that you rock to
Thought that
I would never get you? Got you
Doggin the floor like you know you never done before
could a brother be so hardcore
and still keep you on the floor like a maniac
That's your
question? Well I'ma answer that
I'm on the mic tonight I'm here to do it right
Ice, the
capital T, airtight
Coolest of the cool, a mack on a mission
Step to me fool - you're
minus, gone, pow, you're outta here
This ain't no game to me, this is my
Throw me a mic, plug it in, "Bet!"
I won't be happy til the dancefloor's wet
ain't no rookie, I'm a microphone vet
Evil E's on the set, hit the

{*scratching "be easy on the cut" (3X)
and "no mistakes allowed" ->

E-M-C-E-E, I-C-E-T, A-N-D, DJ Evil E
Doggin the deck like it's
never been done before
You had enough? "MORE!"
Here we go, I'm about to blow
Don't you dare bite my rhymes, I'll make you throw up
Poison soaked in an acid
Swallow homeboy, your throat'll need a skin graft
Toss it up, while the DJ known as
Evil cuts
You wanna know what's happenin - "WHAT?"
The beat become my soul, I'm goin out
of control
Look in my face as my eyeballs roll
back in my head and the mic glows
Step in my face and you'll wind up dead
{*SLAP*} Yo, thanks, I needed that
I was
posessed by this treacherous track
Watch out "WORD" this ain't no joke
A sucker tried to
flex and his arm got broke
Don't make a move that you'll regret
Evil E's on the set, hit
the deck!

{*scratched "kick it" (4X)*}

You start to think and
wonder bout how it's done
"An emcee? Maybe I could be one"
Drop the thought, get a job,
change your mind
To be a dope MC takes time
Eight years of mine, no time for
You wanna be an MC? "Get off the bandwagon!"
But if it's in your heart, get a
Don't stop writin til the inkflow ends
Work and work and don't halfstep
Dog the
mic every chance you get
Motivation must be kept
Stay down and build your rep
Yo so
let me demonstrate, rappin as a fine art
And when I'm finished, you can take this rap
Analyze my elements and tactics
First I'm over there, and then I'm back to
I jumble topics, you won't know where I'll go
Back in your face with a cold but
steady flow
You feel the power of the Ice in the first row
You already know what to say,
On the mic is a stone cold vet
Evil E's on the set, hit the

{*Evil E scratches for a long time*}

I'm in my mode, called
the fourth episode
or the last verse, if you wanna decode
So I gotta raise the heat, hype
up the beat
Switch the mic from airtight to elite
Pounce upon the deck, it ain't wet
Let me see how hot you can get
Then I'll turn up the amps, blow out the
You're in darkness, then the mic ignites
Glowin like it did before, but even
The room is lit, the raps are hardcore
Evil cuts the records like a psycho with a
You see a blur -- that's the crossfade
Loud and proud, words bombard the
Look up in the air -- you see a mushroom cloud
I kick flavor to a musical
too fast to catch, too complex to match
I'm gettin hyped as hype can get
E's on the set! Hit the deck
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