Rhyme Syndicate Comin’ Through Ice-T (Ft. Evil-E the Great)

[Verse One: Ice-T]
My mafiaso, rap Cosa Nostro
As we went deadly, cops would say ohh so
Cities we terrorized, concerts we mesmerized
My word is my bond, because the Ice speaks no lies
I kick flavor while the crew watch my back
Kid Jazz, Everlast, Low Pro, Nat the Cat
Donald Dee, Bronx Style Bob, T.D.F
Spinmasters, Bango, my man Def Jef
You want trouble; we got it
You hear a gun; we shot it
Wreckin' and deckin' and sucker ducks we rejectin'
We're clockin' crazy respect'n, collecting money we check in
Dissing, dogging, microphone hogging
Radically speaking, monitor peeking
You get 'noid, worried and scaried
Beats are too different, styles too varied
What ya gonna do? - I'd run if I were you
It's '88 punk! Syndicate is coming through

[Chorus: Evil-E]
Rhyme Syndicate.. yeah, is coming through
Rhyme Syndicate.. yeah.. coming.. coming.. coming through
Rhyme Syndicate.. Rhyme Syndicate.. Rhyme Syndicate..
Yeah.. is coming through