Oh yeahI'm back mother****er, 
Ice-T 1991 fool
Told you, you should've killed me last year
Once again 
I'm back in the place to be
The I, the 
C, the E, the 
TI'll never get a 
Grammy, so **** the 
GAll I need is crowd, and my 
M I CGot a gangster ass 
D.J. named 
Evil EMy record label's called 
Warner BWilliam 
Morris is my agency
I'll never go broke, 
I got property
Got a dope 
Pitbull named 
FelonyGot four gold albums, so what you tell'n me?
Power was two, 
Iceberg was three
This one here shipped five hundred 
GNow when 
I roll, I roll stupid deep
Benz's, Beamers, and boomin' 
JeepsI'm always strapped, 'cause my money 
I keepYou move on the 
Ice, and you're goin' to sleep
So when you see me, walkin' down the street
You say, "What's up Ice?" 
And I say, "Peace!"
You give me a dap, 
I give you one back'
Cause I ain't souped, so forget about that
We might take a pictures, sign a autograph
Kick a little flavor, have some fun and laugh
But step to me wrong, you might get shot
And wind up lookin' outta ziplock