Ice-T - Peel Their Caps Back Songtexte

Songtexte Peel Their Caps Back - Ice-T




Coolin in my crib, cold video dubbin
FBI wanted? Huh, don't mean nuttin
They call that shit a crime? Yo that shit's a joke
Hit record on my dope remote
I heard my phone ringin, I wonder who could it be
It was the E, the V, yes the I-L E
He said, "We got static - word, I just got out
Punks tried to move at the club and we shot out
Bullets everywhere," Okay what's the prob?
"Ink got popped, he's dead as a doorknob."
You bullshittin! "I ain't fuckin around.
The posse's rollin tonight, nigga are you down?"
I grabbed my AK, my 16, and my baby Mac
Strapped on my vest, and threw the 9 in the small of my back
I said - Chill, don't let nobody move without me
Say you know where they are?
He said, "I know where they be"
Let's peel their caps back
Let's peel their caps back
Twelve o'clock midnight, posse was airtight
Twenty-five cars, under the streetlights
Some people talked, while others cried
Ink was a brother, who shouldn't have died
Then the silence broke, Ice what's it gonna be?
38 hard brothers stood and stared at me
There were only two words that I had to say
P-A-Y, B-A-C-K
The car's loaded with a silence that could rape the dead
Pistols clipped as the chamber's loaded full of lead
Everyone in the crew knew what I said
Would mean by morning, somebody else soon would be dead
Let's peel their caps back
The cars at the corner like a long black snake
Nightprowlin for a life to take
Ya see down in the ghetto it's an eye for an eye
That's the answer to the question why
In my throat, there's a lump, then I swallow it, I ain't no chump
Face of Death, then I cocked my pump
I'm a nigga on the trigger, madder than a pitbull
Just layin for a reason to pull
On you, any duck motherfucker that gets in my way
I'm insane, and my homeboy's death made me this way
But then we spot him, Evil E shot him
Dead in the face, made sure that he got him
Others ran, but no mercy to the posse's wrath
Automatic Uzi motherfuckin bloodbath
Let's peel their caps back
Let's peel their caps back
Let's peel their caps back
Then all of a sudden, a bullet came through my eye
My dome exploded and I felt my other brothers die
I drink my blood as I fell like shit into the street
My corpse stunk like a burnt out rotten piece of meat
Ten brothers died in this stupid homicidal binge
Cause whenever someone dies, nobody wins
But this drama, you'll never hear a word of
Cause all the paper's gonna read is a gang murder
Gang murder



Autor(en): Ice-t


Ice-T - The Complete Sire Albums 1987 - 1991
Album The Complete Sire Albums 1987 - 1991
Veröffentlichungsdatum
11-11-2013

1 Intro/Rhyme Pays
2 O.G. Original Gangster
3 Evil E - What About Sex?
4 Fly By
5 Midnight
6 Fried Chicken
7 M.V.P.s
8 Lifestyles of the Rich and Infamous
9 Escape from the Killing Fields
10 Pulse of the Rhyme
11 The Tower
12 This One's For Me
13 Hit the Deck
14 Black 'N' Decker
15 6 'N the Mornin'
16 Make It Funky
17 Somebody Gotta Do It (Pimpin' Ain't Easy)
18 409
19 Sex
20 Pain
21 Intro
22 Power
23 Drama
24 The Syndicate
25 Personal
26 High Rollers
27 Grand Larceny
28 Outro
29 Shut Up, Be Happy
30 The Iceberg
31 Lethal Weapon
32 You Played Yourself
33 Peel Their Caps Back
34 The Hunted Child
35 Straight Up Nigga
36 Bitches 2
37 Ed
38 Mind Over Matter
39 Mic Contract
40 Ziplock
41 First Impression
42 Home of the Bodybag
43 Freedom of Speech
44 What Ya Wanna Do?
45 New Jack Hustler (Nino's Theme)
46 The Girl Tried to Kill Me
47 Ya Shoulda Killed Me Last Year
48 I'm Your Pusher/Pusherman
49 My Word Is Bond
50 Prepared to Die
51 Street Killer
52 The House
53 I Love Ladies
54 Squeeze the Trigger
55 Radio Suckers
56 Girls L.G.B.N.A.F.
57 Heartbeat
58 Soul On Ice
59 Body Count (Greatest Hits: The Evidence)




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