Kunci: E major
Verse 1
Em
D
Yo, what's up man? - I
need to get high, man
A
Em
I need to get hold of some big time dope,
man
D
You know where I can get a key?
A
Em
I know where you can get an LP
Verse 2
went crazy man?
A
I'm talking about some dope, man
Em
I need to get high right now, man
D
Why don't you hook me up with a five- 0?
Verse 3
Verse 4
D
12 Inch, man? - You done went crazy?
A
You don't even know what time it is,
Em
out here on the streets
And don't know what time it is man,
A
Yo homeboy, YOU'RE a fool,
Verse 5
Em
you don't know what time it is
D
Out here messing up your mind,
Bm
you know what I'm saying?
A
Em
This is Ice- T talking to you boy,
D
A
I'ma tell you what TIME it is
Verse 6
Em
Yo, it's time for me to
pump up the volume
A
F#m
the re cord's revolving
Em
Evil's the mixer, I'm the rap Trickster
bum rush for pictures
Em
Ice, cooling, yo, colder than ever
D
A
Punk executioner, E pulled the lever
Em
Rotate the wax then cut
A
Push up the levels, til the red lights max
Em
Don't try to size up, you better wise up
A
D
we're on the rise up
til we're succeeded
Em
For this drug deal, I'm the big wheel
A
you don't smoke, you feel
Em
Out on the dancefloor,
A
I'm selling dope in each and
every record store
Em
I'm the kingpin when the wax spins
Bm
D
you to a sure end
just throw that stuff away
D
A
You wanna get high?
Verse 7
D
Oh! man, I like this dope hit man
It's feeling alright boy,
what you say your name was man?
Verse 8
I'm your daddy,
D
I'm that nigga in the alley
A
Em
I'm the brother when you need,
A
Em
You know me, I'm your friend,
D
A
your main boy thick and thin
D
A
Em
D
A
I'm your pusher
Verse 9
Em
I know you're loving this drug as it's
coming out your speakers
D
Bass through the buttons,
A
Em
highs through the tweeters
But this base, you don't need a pipe
D
A
Just a tempo to keep your hype
Em
Grooving like I see you doing
D
A
Some stupid crack, would just ruin
Em
Your natural high, why? - that ain't fly
D
A
And anyone who says it is, lies
Em
Move like I knew you would, like I knew could
D
And if you ain't cracked out,
then I know you should
Em
Be able to give me a clap,
D
to match exact with the track
And since I know that you ain't,
Em
Oh! now this jam is lit,
it's like the ultimate
D
A
People high off dope but still physically fit
Em
I'll make a million bucks,
From selling dope beats,
Em
I'll be the biggest dope
dealer in history
A
D
be high off that Ice- T
Verse 10
D
Oh! man, you ain't never lied,
man, this dope is alright, man
I got to get back with you, man, let me get your number,
Interlude 1
man
Em
D
Bm
D
Em
D
A
Em
D
A
Em
D
A
Em
D
A
Verse 11
Em
I'll bring it to boil or Evil E rock it up
Syndicate shot them up
D
A
Cops found them in the lake bottom up
Em
D
I don't play when it comes to my dope
I check my lyrics close,
like with a microscope
with no ivory soap
D
I leave them hard and pure,
Em
Cause you might O.D. if you overdrive
Em
Created on this wax is like a chemical
D
And the knowledge I give,
Bm
D
Em
makes me invincible
Verse 12
I'm loving you, man
You got it going on, man - what else you got?
Em
D
I got some of that Kool Moe Dee
Verse 13
D
Oh! yeah, man, I want some of that,
man
Got some Doug E. Fresh
Oh! give me an ounce of that man,
I want that all night long
Em
D
Got some Eric B. & Rakim
Oh! that is some real dope
right there
Em
Got some of that LL Cool J
D
No, no man, I don't want none of that
Em
man, you can keep that man
D
Got some Boogie Down Productions,
D
Oh! now you're talking man, come on!
Public Enemy.
Yeah, don't stop, don't stop!
Biz Markie.
Em
Make the music with your mouth Biz,
D
A
I love it
Interlude 2
Em
D
A
Em
D
A
Em
D
A
Em
D
Bm
D
The cops just don't know
Verse 14
because my dope breaks through
Em
Kicking on the Boulevard,
my tempo's hyped and hard
D
I don't ask, the Ice just Bogards
Em
Sire Records puts me out,
with Warner Brothers' clout
D
A
My dope hits the street with no doubt
Em
Evil E adds the cut, then removes it
and then approves it
Em
And then you get it, try it, and like it
Em
To bring you the pure dope,
not a noose in a rope
D
Cause if you're doing crack,
Bm
D
you're on death row
Em
You're just a toy punk,
to mess with that junk
D
You want some real dope, come
look in my trunk
Em
The dope I'm selling is life,
So get real fool, and try some real hit
Verse 15
got me high as a kite
I feel good tonight, Ice- T man,
Outro 1
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