I got nothin’ to lose, much to gain–
In my brain, I got a capitalist migraine.
I am a nightmare walking, psychopath talking,
King of my jungle, just a gangster stalking.
– Ice-T, “Colors,” from Colors Soundtrack, 1988
Nobody put the crack into the pipe,
Nobody made you smoke off your life.
You thought that you could do dope and still stay cool?
Fool…you played yourself.
Ice-T, “You Played Yourself,” The Iceberg: Freedom of Speech…Just Watch What You Say, 1989
6’n the mornin’ police at my door,
Fresh Adidas squeak across the bathroom floor.
Out the back window I make a escape,
Don’t even get a chance to grab my old school tape…
Ice-T, “6’N the Mornin’,” Rhyme Pays, 1987
My life is violent but violence is life,
Peace is a dream, reality is a knife.
Ice-T, “Colors,” from Colors Soundtrack, 1988
I don’t need your assistance, social persistence.
Any problem I got, I just put my fist in.
Ice-T, “Colors,” from Colors soundtrack, 1988