Ice T

Lifestyles of the Rich and Infamous

Ice T


It's eight a.m. I roll out my silk sheets 
Get fly crash the limo back seats 
Lookin' in the faces 
Of some ladies that I never met 
On the interview tip no sweat 
They ask me questions 
I throw the words back 
They say they write facts 
I know that's bull crap 
They're kickin' drama 
But then drama's my middle name 
That's the price ya pay for big fame 
The cellular phone rings 
Dot wanta pick it up 
But it's my J-O-B I gotta kick it up 
Another damn reporter 
On the line with a word quiz 
I gotta show cause I'm livin' with the show 
Biz. Out the llimo, to the plane 
In the pourin' rain 
I hate flyin' 
But there's no time for slow trains 
another show to do 
I gotta caatch my crew 
They left last night 
In the bus around two 
The plane's a small one 
No fun at all 
Bouncin' round the air 
Like a tennis ball 
When it touches down 
I wanna kiss the ground 
But it's time to wreck a new town 
Get to the arena, meet up with the crew 
They tell me all the speakers blew 
The cordless don't work 
Sound man's a jerk 
Somebody's gonna get hurt 
I'm crazy mad 
But my fans want autographs 
I turn my angry frowns 
Into fake laughs 
I can't be rude 
Cause they wouldn't understand 
I in't human no more, I'm a superman 

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But you'll never understand this 
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The lifestyles of the rich a and infamous 

Four hours till show time oh well 
I might as well check in the hotel 
Get a little rest 
Before it's time to play 
Ten brothers standin' in the hallway 
All with demo tapes 
They need the hook up 
They heard that I was 
The one to look up 
I can't ditch 'em 
Cause they already saw me 
I'll put my head down 
Maybe they'll ignore me 
No chance "Ice what's goin' on?" 
I listened to twenty-five songs 
And after thaat 
The brothers still wouldn't leave 
They started lookin' at my T.V. 
I was gonna break down 
If they didn't jet soon 
Snuck across the hall 
And crashed in E's room 
But then this freak came in 
Thought I was E 
Straddled her legs across me 
Ripped off her blouse 
Pushed her breast against my face 
Started girating her waist. Sounds fly, 
Like a hype sex thriller? 
But see she looked like Godzilla 
Pushed her off me 
Home girl hit the floor 
This is what it's like on tour 
I hit the hallway it was crawlin' thick 
"Could we take this picture real quick?" 
Jumped into a pose 
That I used a million times before 
Took pictures 
With the whole damn floor 
I couldn't say no not to my fans 
You see they wouldn't understand 

CHORUS 

Now it's show time, time to flow time 
Evil lost the records 
But we still gotta go time 
The house is packed 
Everybody's on their feet 
So I say, "Throw on Rakim's beat." 
E hits the fader and the crowd is lit 
I start bustin' off some new shit 
The stage is so smokey 
That I almost fall off, I start inhalin' it 
I'm tryin' not to cough 
I'm catchin' problems from every angle 
The mic cords are tangled 
I try to flow smooth 
But my words are mangled 
Damn near slipped and broke my ankle 
If that ain't enough 
The police are hawkin' 
Listenin' real close 
To the words I'm talkin' 
They wanna put a brother like me 
In the back seat 
Just because I curse the beat 
They wanna tap my phone 
Wanna keep my crib bugged 
Call all my homes 
Felonist street thugs 
You might say 
I think this lifestyle sucks? 
I wouldn't tade it for a million bucks 
Although it's all 
Not glamour and gleam 
It's still my dream 

CHORUS