The Iceberg - Ice T

Verse 1 

I C E B E R G 
What's that spell? Iceberg  nigga  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 ass 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 
Throw you in the Syndicate cellar and let your body rot 
Cos I'm the coldest motherfucker that you ever heard 
Call me The Ice...or just The Iceberg 

Verse 2 

Evil E was out coolin' with a freak one night 
Fucked the bitch with a flashlight 
Pulled it out and left the batteries in 
So he could get a charge when he begin 
Used his dick, the shit was tight 
Bitch's titties start blinkin' like tail lights 
Rolled her over to change a connection 
The bitch's ugly face cold spoiled his erection 
I'm the Ice rhymer, a big timer 
And yes I'm a pimp and a player and a hustler and kinda 
A mack and a poet, impressive I know it 
Don't only rhyme for niggas cos I live my life co-ed 
On the mic it's livin' breathin' hype 
A 1989 type Dolemite 
Cool motherfucker, word 
Call me The Ice...or just The Iceberg 

Verse 3 

Charlie Jamm fucked a freak on a ski-lift 
10 below, gave her the dick 
It was cold and she said "Quit!" 
Charlie Jamm said "Bullshit!" 
She said "Oh, oh, oh my god!" 
Charlie's dick was frozen hard 
But she said she never felt it 
Maybe Charlie's dick melted 
Yes, I'm the rhyme kicker, the hard liquor 
Parental Guidance Sticker? Yeah, I'm the nigga 
Triple X is how I rate 
I'm the one your parents hate 
I'm as cold as cold can get 
Under pressure never sweat 
Cool motherfucker, word