(feat. Ice-T)



[Ice-T]

Yo, yo, Microphone King Donald-D in the house

[Donald-D]

Yo, what's up, Ice, my brother?

[Ice-T]

Yo, yo, coolin out, man

This is a track Chilly-D laid, man?

[Donald-D]

Word, this is real dope

But you know, we gonna kick some real dope flavor

[Ice-T]

Yeah, when I hear a beat like this, man

It just makes me wanna bust some freestyle rhymes

[Donald-D]

Well yo, bust it



[VERSE 1: Ice-T]

Yo bust it, I take the mic and I cuss it

You say was it, necessary? Very

I'm as cold as a stiff in a mortuary

The Ice rock the rhymes extraordinary

Profanity is just a part of my nature

And for years and years I've made ya

Bop to the funky beat, kick my rhymes in the street

And when a biter bites my rhymes they're the tough meat

Catch me slippin, no, I never sleep

I got a posse full of killers that be runnin like a track meet

You move, you miss, my hits are quick

I write your name in blood on my Syndicate shitlist

I'm not a dog, but I can dog the mike

With me you don't get 3, you're gettin 1 strike

Then sucker-duck, you're out, punk, hit the bench

I toss you up, twist you like a ???

Stagger, daze ya, drop ya like a hot brick

Your posse rolls, but none rolls this thick

Dog-it Donald, call him Donald-D

Dee on the mike, I'm Ice muthafuckin Tee

Donald, kick it as this beat breaks wild

Cause I'm lost in a freestyle



[VERSE 2: Donald-D]

I'm playin the back of the club, I'm the audience

Tellin Ice-T there's evidence

Out on stage when they turn the jam up

The candy rap rapper can't help but clam up

Sit back, relax, kick off your shoes

Let me, the Dee light up your fuse

On the mellow tip, get a quart, get ripped

Or with your girl champagne you sip

Cause every fellow wants to get mellow

With a girl whose butt shakes like jell-o

In bikers gear, yo, be sincere

Or your girlfriend would have to steer

Her way into the path of the mike pro

On the mellow tip, yo bro, take it slow

Cause I'm like a vulture lurkin if you're jerkin

In other words, if your rap ain't workin

No more, I'll take her on tour

And a world of passion that's mellow and raw

Straight up, while you wait up, she put the plate up

Your dinner, boy, Donald-D just ate up

Syndicate Sniper will never smile

Cause I'm lost in a freestyle



[VERSE 3: Ice-T]

Yo Dee, I like to rap every time I hear a dope track

Pad and pen - and then my wrist reacts

It starts movin as the ink lays a deadly trail

Press the records, then read the fanmail

I love loungin on a beat that's the hype type

And then I hit it head-on, I never sideswipe

Rocki and break, I'm the studio one-take

Sucker wanna battle, I make him sweat a lake

I'm not lazy, though, I lamp in a amplified mode

Light the fuse, run, cause I'ma explode

I kick it how I'm kickin cause I love to kick

Rhymes, dope lyrics to the drop of the drum stick

On and on,, then I pause for the 1-2

(Hit it)...and then I'm back at you

Feelin the groove, makin you move, go wild

Cause I'm lost in a freestyle



[VERSE 4: Donald-D]

I do brew with my crew, pull a microphone

Had shown on my own, my clientele's grown

Rock the house with the clout, but there's no doubt

My rhymes quality make rappers scout

My style profile, girls do go wild

When they name ain't rated at the top of the pile

Take it hard at the start, but if you're smart

You would roll away like a shopping cart

I'm the king, rap dean, got my own A-Team

The females do gather when I'm on the scene

At a club, on the street when I'm rockin to the beat

The cuties and the beauties and the freaky freaks

Are there everywhere, but I don't care

If you stare or compare me with savoir-faire

You will like on a mike how I rock it right

In a night on down to the daylight

I'm the Dee, can't you see, rockin with Ice-T

You will never find two devasted MC's

Illin on the mike as the girls go wild

Cause we're lost in a freestyle



[VERSE 5: Ice-T]

Coolin with my posse on a hot summer Saturday night

Girls skeezin, I call em parasites

Schemin on my homies with the big gold ropes

Money-hungry bitches, they get my beat-down votes

No, not me, they don't talk, cause they know I know

Ice can read their minds, I can smell a hoe

No baby, don't come talk that pay-me bull

Ease back while your dentist still got teeth to pull

I ain't no beater, but I love to put a freak in check

Go get a job, girl, get some self-respect

Stop jockin niggas cause they got fly things

Go to school, baby, buy your own rings

Yo Dee, I'm really sorry if I broke wild

But I'm lost in this freestyle



[VERSE 6: Donald-D]

I'm a pimp with a limp, Sniper who's hyper

Bitch, I ain't buyin your baby no diapers

I'm too cool, I'm too calm...

[Ice-T]

Yo, yo, yo, Don, Don, Don, Don!

[Donald-D]

Yo, what's up with that, man?

[Ice-T]

Yo man, we're goin overtime, man

[ Donald-D ]

Aw man!

[Ice-T]

We got to end the song right here, man

The song's already five minutes, man

[Donald-D ]

I wanna rock, man, come on...

[Ice-T]

Yo, yo, you know what happened, man?

You know what happened, homes?

[Donald-D]

What's up, what's up?

[Ice-T]

We got lost in a freestyle...