Everybody step back from the mic   As I set it off   All playin' the wall   It's time to sweat it off   Anybody with staatic oh please try   I'll do ya like Godfather 3   And do a fly by   Time to rip and hit and strangle   I eat Guardian Angels   And toy emcees   With their names on the front page   I bury in shallow graves   I don't rap to girls on my L.P.   I don't beg for pussy   I love the ladies   aand they love me right back   Now who's the mac?   Mission accomplished   I came to stomp this microphone   And leave suckers unconscious   and if you uthink   Yo got an S on your chest   You better wear two vests   Watch your back, your front   I always hit, don't bunt   Crazy posse   When I'm on a duck hunt   Emcee Ice-T answers to no one   Load my rhymes   And cock 'em like a shotgun   Let off like frags from a pipe bomb   A low stroll   and my mic in my right palm   The cops hate me   And that's right they oughta   Before my crew   Gets to their daughters      Nat the Cat Grandmaster Caz