Ice-t - The Coldest Rap lyrics

I-C-E B-E-R-G What's that spell? Iceberg, n***a, can't you read? Time to bleed, slaughter, slice Try to say I wasn't nice as we waxed them punks like lab mice Dice 'em up, slice 'em up, dissect Put you in a boilin' pot and let your a** sweat Cos I rap on game you think I'm weak in a freestyle? Well 911 you should dial Before my posse makes a move on your mom's crib Think we got knives and guns? We got bombs, kid Blow up your whole block, ya hear the gunshots