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My Word Is Bond Ice-T the money to me You might think I'm lyin' but man, you're wrong As I told you before, my word is bond You're the master of lying, man I played ball back in [name] Park The [name] on the board, hit three Word is Bond House Of Pain Word is Bond I'm a numba 1 Grab your chest Getcha lead outcha asshole X4 I break it off like a kit-kat 'Cause ya can't get that Worth while style Underground sound So now your frontin' Tryin Word Is Bond Brand Nubian Intro/Chorus: (x2) "Word is bond, we got it goin on "C'mon throw ya hands in the air Brand Nubian'll rock to the break of dawn in the air, in the air It's like that y'all, ya don't stop C'mon Word Iz Bond DJ Premier, Bumpy Knuckles Last time I saw HeadQCourterz was at a video shoot AndI was pullin off to leave and he said head up eyes and ears open ya nah mean And then he said word is bond yo that was like his signature thing ya I Ain`T New Ta This Ice-T Come on Come on [ VERSE 1 ] Do this, ugh, come on, come on Time to get wreck and kick the so on and so on The I-c-e-T O.G. M.C. L.A.P.D. H-a-t-e- s (Ho!) 6 'N The Mornin' Ice-T I'm free And the streets to a player is the place to be Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand I'm a self-made monster of the city streets Remotely 6 'N The Mornin' (Explicit LP Ver.) Ice-T I'm free And the streets to a player is the place to be Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand I'm a self made monster of the city streets Remotely They Want Me Back In Ice T [Ice-T] Yeah, Shit is going down again! This motherfuckers want me back in! Fuck! [Method Man: Word up, our niggas is strapped, ready for war!] 4x Get out the H-K! Fuck! Check Yo Self Ice Cube Word is bond! Das EFX in this yaknowhatI'msayin Straight from the sewer word is bond! Yeah! Yah! Ah yeah! We doin this with my nigga Where my nigga? Ice Cube in the motherfucker Word is bond! Haters Ice-T [Ice-T impersonating his player haters] Yo nigga, this club is whack as shit Word man, make shit as bullshit I'm telling you man Ain't nothing up in here but some buster-ass niggaz Man, fuck these niggaz The Iceberg Ice-T Well 911 you should dial Before my posse makes a move on your mom's crib Think we got knives and guns? Home Invasion Ice-T Everyone get back, this is a rap jack I'm takin' your kids' brains, you aint gettin'em back With a move of perfection, my dissection Some call it lethal injection I'm gonna fill'em with hard drums I Must Stand Ice T - lunch meat And I know I can be better than this I gotta get me a car, man I gotta get a girl I know I can do it out there, man I'm finna go for it, man I gotta get some money Word [ VERSE Rap Game`s Hijacked Ice-T Just crash the club with my crew and then I'm outta there Hit some skins, act bugged, that was a rap career Then Run-D.M.C. jumped the fuck off Got mad paid, word, kicked the bucks off There wasn't Treated Like A Lady Silk crew and (Oh) I wanna take her home with me Shine her up with my rings bling bling I said (Oh) I wanna lick you on your toes and (Oh) I wanna buy you jiggy clothes and (Oh) I'll throw some ice Alotta Niggas Ice-T Sean] Yo, what up my nigga Ice? [Ice-T] Yo, what's up Sean E. Sean? how you're living, baby? [Sean E. His Word Is Not His Bond The Waterboys He lives in a waste Void of culture and taste His eye on a prize beyond His every word Is in the right place But his word is not his bond His face his comely His heart it bleeds Yet it's but a mantle he Peel Their Caps Back Ice-T [Ice-T] Coolin in my crib, cold video dubbin FBI wanted? Huh, don't mean nuttin They call that shit a crime? Somebody Gotta Do It (Pimpin' Ain't Easy!!!) [12" Mix] Ice-T My lifestyles crazy,I'm luxury lazy So much gold that jewelry don't phase me Coroless phone,eight or nine homes Girlies on my Jammie with Ice-T Jones Bank account boomin',fast lane zoomin' Known around Somebody Gotta Do it (Pimpin' Ain't Easy) (Explicit LP Ver.) Ice-T My lifestyles crazy, I'm luxury lazy So much gold that jewelry don't phase me Coroless phone, eight or nine homes Girlies on my Jammie with Ice T Jones Bank account boomin', fast lane zoomin' Known around Somebody Gotta Do It (Pimpin' Ain't Easy!!!) (2014 Remastered Ver.) Ice-T My lifestyles crazy, I'm luxury lazy So much gold that jewelry don't phase me Coroless phone, eight or nine homes Girlies on my Jammie with Ice T Jones Bank account boomin', fast lane zoomin' Known around Addicted to Danger Ice-T Yeah I gotta trunk fulla this shit Word, broads still with me man, comin over to grapevine right now Yo I can't talk right now man, I gotta get off this phone" Damn, how'd I get into this scam Roll The Hunted Child Ice T Street violence is at an all-time high) No jokin', I'm sleepin' with my eyes open Wanted for a homicide ride, the gun's still smokin' Didn't know what I was doin' but did it anyway Now the posse's The Tower Ice T I'm rollin' up in a big gray bus And I'm shackled down Myself that's who I trust The minute I arrived Some sucker got hit Shanked ten times Behind some bullshit Word in the pen the fool was a Sean Wigginz Heltah Skeltah [Ruck] Got all my Magnum niggaz in here word up Sean PEEEEEEEEE Yeah yeah yeah word is bond Word up M F C Hah word up yeah yeah Smack this nigga son word up hit him Yo niggaz is pipsqueaks thinkin New Jack Hustler Ice-T Hustler, word, I pull the trigger long, Grit my teeth, spray till every nigga's gone. Got my block sewn, armored dope spots, Last thing I sweat's a sucka punk cop. New Jack Hustler (Nino's Theme) Ice-T Hustler, word, I pull the trigger long, Grit my teeth, spray till every nigga's gone. Got my block sewn, armored dope spots, Last thing I sweat's a sucka punk cop. Radio Suckers Ice T People,it's time for the Ice crush So listen to my words I bring much Sense,as I commence,my lirycs intense Get telephoto,break out your big lens Look,check out the sales charts My record's kickin Evil E - What About Sex? Ice-T [Evil E] Yo Ice man, we halfway done with the album man You be throwin all this strong, dope, stupid fly pimp shit But what's up with the sex rhymes man? Lifestyles of the Rich and Infamous Ice T 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.