[ti:6 'N The Mornin']
[ar:Ice T]
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[00:00.00]6 'N the Mornin' (Explicit LP Version) - Ice-T
[00:00.39]Written by：Ice-T
[00:00.78]6'n the morning' police at my door
[00:03.17]Fresh Adidas squeak across the bathroom floor
[00:05.84]Out the back window I make a escape
[00:08.33]Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape
[00:11.06]Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free
[00:13.53]And the streets to a player is the place to be
[00:16.12]Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand
[00:18.86]Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand
[00:21.35]I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
[00:24.07]Remotely controlled by hard hip hop beats
[00:26.52]But just livin' in the city is a serious task
[00:29.20]Didn't know what the cops wanted
[00:30.40]Didn't have the time to ask
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[00:40.09]Word
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[00:42.44]Seen my homeboys coolin' way way out
[00:44.95]Told 'em about my mornin'
[00:46.05]Cold bugged 'em out shot all men little dice until my knees got sore
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[00:50.14]Kicked around some stories 'bout the night before
[00:52.91]Posed to the corner where the fly girls chill
[00:55.32]Through action at some freaks until one b**ch got ill
[00:58.07]She started actin' stupid simply would not quit
[01:00.57]Called us all punk pussies said we all weren't sh*t
[01:03.08]As we walked over to here hoe continued to speak
[01:05.69]So we beat the b**ch down in the god damn street
[01:08.31]But just livin' in the city a serious task
[01:10.87]B**ch didn't know what hit her didn't have time to ask
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[01:21.70]Word
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[01:23.88]Continued clockin' freaks with emcee posterior
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[01:27.06]Rollin' in all men blazer with a louie interior
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[01:29.68]Solid gold the ride was raw
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[01:32.03]Bust all men left turn was on Crenshaw
[01:34.52]Sean e sean was the driver known to give freaks hell
[01:37.04]Had a beeper goin' off like a high school bell
[01:39.92]Looked in the mirror what did we see
[01:42.58]F**kin' blue lights L.A. P.D.
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[01:45.22]Pigs searched our car their day was made
[01:47.52]Found all men uzi 44 and a hand grenade
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[01:50.34]Threw us in the county high power block
[01:52.73]No freaks to see no beats to rock
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[01:55.61]Didn't want trouble but the sh*t must fly
[01:58.08]Squabbled this sucker shanked 'em in the eye
[02:00.58]But livin' in the county is a serious task
[02:03.18]Niga didn't know what happened
[02:04.33]Didn't have time to ask
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[02:16.56]Back on the streets after five and a deuce
[02:19.04]Seven years later but still had the juice
[02:21.59]My homeboy ken gee put me up the track
[02:24.05]Told me E's rollin' Villain
[02:25.19]BJ's got the sack
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[02:26.95]Bruce is a giant
[02:27.98]Nat C's clockin' dough
[02:29.55]Be bop's a pimp my old freaks a hoe
[02:32.04]The batter rams rollin' rocks are the thing
[02:34.65]Life has no meaning and money is king
[02:36.99]Then he looked at me slowly and Hen had to grin
[02:39.40]He said man you out early we thought you got ten
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[02:42.58]Opened his safe kicked me down with cold cash
[02:45.05]Knew I would get busy he didn't waste time to ask
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[02:55.73]Word
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[02:57.86]I bought a Benz with the money the rest went to clothes
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[03:00.86]Went to the strip started pimpin' the hoes
[03:03.40]My hair had grew long on my seven year stay
[03:05.96]And when I got it done on my shoulders it lay
[03:08.67]Hard from the joint but fly to my heart
[03:11.15]I didn't want no trouble but the sh*t had to start
[03:13.88]Out with my crew some punks got loud
[03:16.51]Shot gun blasts echoed through the crowd
[03:19.03]Six punks hit two punks died
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[03:21.68]All casualties applied to their side
[03:24.10]Human lives has to pass just for talking much trash
[03:26.67]We didn't know who they were
[03:27.75]No one had the time to ask
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[03:37.57]Word
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