Ricochet

You go on and on and you don't stop

Got sticky sneakers from the blood of a shot cop

Bailed in the club, I'm leaving tracks on the white rug

Punk tried to riff and he met double-ought slugs

I ain't the brother to step to

Out catching bodies and the next one could be you

Quick on the trigger, yo, I'm a grave digger

Chop up a body and deep six it in the river

A night stalkin' psychopath

All cops hunt the black male in the ski mask

But I'm too clever

Will they ever catch me? Never

Because I operate in and out of state

Move at a quick rate

And never hesitate to take a chump sucker down

And my HK, it holds eighty rounds

So when you move, be careful and don't play

And watch for the ricochet

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

Shut up all you suckers as I lay the ink

When I'm in Detroit, brothers fight in mink

When I'm in Chicago, all the brothers get buck wild

When I'm up in Oakland, **** roll in a huge pile

In Atlanta, brothers crash the doors

When I'm in Philly, it's a sold out tour

In LA, I max out with the hard

When I'm in New York, I build with the gods

So don't try to deny me my proper juice

E cuts the records and the yellow **** gets loose

No static, just much respect

Truck my Rolex when I cruise the projects

A fly brother that's hard to figure

I punch hoes and I smack up ****

'Cause I'm a pimp and a player

Sometimes I bump hip hop, the other times, Slayer

You don't like it, you better stay out my way

Duck from the gunshot and watch for the ricochet

(Bein' cool 'cause I'm Ice) Yeah

(Bein' cool 'cause I'm Ice, without a doubt) Yeah

(Bein' cool 'cause I'm Ice) Yeah

(The LA player)

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

Uh

Come on, yeah

Come on, yeah

Come on, yeah

Come on, yeah

Come on, yeah

Come on, yeah

Come on, yeah

Yo, D (What's up) suckers is poppin' lip

Grab the HK and dum-dum clip and spread out

I'm putting punks heads out

Doors is shut, there's no change to get out

Because I got 'em all tied with bike locks

Raise the auto loader and let off the buckshot

That's how I like to do work

Got guts on my T-shirt

All them suckers tried to play the Ice

'Cause I rhyme smooth and on TV, act nice

Soft, that's what you shouldn't have said

Now I'm so mad, I'm bustin' veins in my forehead

You wanna get off? Come on, let's rock

But have your safety off and your gats cocked

'Cause when I come to get that ass

Leave your whole block filled with hot brass

So punk, don't make me pop my trunk

Show you my amps and my Mossberg pump

'Cause when I pull it, most brothers run

Suckers stay and get hit by the ricochet

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

(Suicide, it's a suicide) Yeah

Brothers wanna know about me and the  L though

We squashed that mess with me and him about a year ago

But there's a new rule starting tonight

Diss me on a record, see me fight

'Cause in the days, you used to battle on mics

Now it's '91, I'm using gauges and flashlights

Ease back and don't give me no feedback

(Yo, Ice, cool out) Yo, kill that

I'm hot, I'm putting brothers in cots

Some get knocked out, some just get shot

Where'd I get all the juice I use

Got a posse full of brothers with nothing to lose

Some just got out, some will never

Some beat their cases 'cause their lawyers were clever

I love 'em all and they know that's true

So they won't blink while I'm doin' a punk like you

Freeze, all you suckers get on your knees, hands behind your back

Bow your head, if you would please

I'll swing my axe, watch the bodies fall

Watch your heads bounce off like volleyball

So all you cool brothers down with the fly guy

Look me in the face if you're strong when you walk by

And all you punk brothers poppin' lip

Step to the side, bow your head like a bitch, I don't play

You'll get hit by the ricochet

You'll get hit by the ricochet

You'll get hit by the ricochet

Yeah