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Just-Ice

Just-Ice (born Joseph Williams Jr.) A former bouncer at punk clubs, Ice was one of the first of the New York MCs to embrace hardcore rap, and when he burst out of Fort Greene, Brooklyn, as Just-Ice, he gained instant notoriety. Muscle-bound, tattooed, aggressive—he resembled Mike Tyson in more than just looks—and with a mouthful of gold teeth, which was the style in his neighborhood. His slickly produced debut single "LaToya/Put that Record back On" was an instant hit. However, a more down-and-dirty sound could be found on the 12" B-Side track, "That Girl is a Slut," which, for the time, was relatively profane and owed at least some inspiration to Doug E. Fresh and Slick Rick's "La Di Da Di." Released soon afterward, his debut album Back to the Old School pro… more »

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Right here's for one lady 
The cool summer breeze driving 180 through 180
This song's to say I'm not alone
I'm in my shelter but I'm miles from home
Singin' through my microphone

480 Seconds
However many hours
I'm countin up my blessings 
I promise to bring you flowers
From 117 miles
From 117 miles

480 Seconds
However many hours
I'm countin up my blessings 
I promise to bring you flowers
From 117 miles
From 117 miles

Leavin the city pumpin' Badu through my headphones
I'm out the door now, I don't want to but they said so
Suitcase in the trunk other than that I'm pretty fine
Everything looked good in the front didn't notice the kick me sign
Got both window seats 
Look like clarkson '09
I could blow time
Starin' out the window 
Passin the road signs
Got myself a Patti and I been here since Skeeter
Got caught up in a stupid fight and now I gotta leave her
Though sometimes I get to see her through moving pictures on a samsung
Don't know how I function she's the trigger to my handgun
Stealin' all my sweaters keep the hand me downs for ransom
Don't call her a trophy wife but she the grammy to my grandson
And mom she thinks I'm handsome
Call her just to take a listen
I swing straight, she the only thing that I been missin'
Never chokin' up, finally found the antidote
But I left her in the city askin where'd he go

480 Seconds
However many hours
I'm countin up my blessings 
I promise to bring you flowers
From 117 miles
From 117 miles

Now I finally got my mind right
Turned 20 like my eyesight
Knew what my wife was wearin'
Since my second prom night
Slow dancers please get out the way 
You steppin in our limelight
Takin' pictures in the middle of a parking lot
So fresh I get it when the carbons hot
Wait one more second while I mark my spot
Said it's bout time to go man the car been hot
Repeated senior year, but tell me how I failed
When she read Mrs. Jimenez every time she get her mail
So i ain't even half mad
Diggin' through my backpack
Scrollin for a f*ck to give
I'm burnin' out my trackpad
Im tryna be a Legend
Making music for my Teigen
So if you got beef better squash it she a vegan
And I'm puttin up a picture frame sayin that we made it
A few more years, we could say that we related
She told me she gon' work so I don't give up on my music
But I promise baby one day you aint ever have to do shit

480 Seconds
However many hours
I'm countin up my blessings 
I promise to bring you flowers
From 117 miles
From 117 miles

 480 seconds
However many hours
I'm countin up my blessings 
I promise to bring you flowers
From 117 miles
From 117 miles

480 Seconds
However many hours
I'm countin up my blessings 
I promise to bring you flowers
From 117 miles
From 117 miles

480 Seconds
However many hours
I'm countin up my blessings 
I promise to bring you flowers
From 117 miles
From 117 miles

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