Mic Contract - Ice T

Brainstorm microphone napalm 
This is it  words from a timebomb 
Attack speed  fast as an F15 
Raise the heat  light thhe gasoline 
Overload  it might cause a blackout 
Dead end 
There's no chnce to back out 
Hit the tripwire 
Duck from the gunfire 
Broken glass  screech'n car tires  bodies hit the deck 
As I commence to wreck 
Eject another clip and drip sweat 
Face of danger  increasin' nger 
Point blank 
I smoke another stranger 
Grip the mic tight 
I see the brake lights 
Hit the back door 
I lay down cross the floor 
E's on the wheels 
He makes the rubber squel 
Blood's on my gear 
From caps I've peeled 
About a block away I sit up 
Look back 
It wasn't nothin' but a 
Microphone contract! 
Dressed in black I stalk my prey 
Parabellum in a leather attache 
Low tones I speak, I speak to few 
Just give me the money 
and who the fuck to do 
Four blocks away my aim's clean 
Night scope on a silence carbine 
Place my crosshairs on my vic's eye 
Squeeze the trigger 
Watch the brains fly 
Violent? Yeah you could call me that 
Insane? You're on the right track 
But turn the sounds up 
So I can stay amped 
Do another crew and breaak camp 
The only way I sleep is in a cold sweat 
You think I'm crazy? 
You ain't see shit yet 
Cause I love to kill and kill for fun 
The microphone goes off 
Like a handgun 
It's goin' down now 
Grab your girl hops 
No excuses when the bodies 
begin to drop 
Look in my face fool 
It look like I'm play'n 
Don't become another 
Victim of mic slayin' 

What's up? 
You want your feet in some concrete? 
I got some brothers 
That'll do you for gold teeth 
But most the time I move, I move alone 
Take a bat 
Break your motherfuckin' dome 
Shoot you dead in the face 
With a sawed off 
One hundred ten degrees