But your name ain't "Ice" - kid... I'll screw the silencer on - rock you softly How you gonna step to me kid? You grew up off me TV, Movies, and Records
I'm on colo smilin', they think they got me But they'd try to crack me if they ever see a black me I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me
I rhyme tight Time to get paid, blow up like the Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid
the intrickit Rott like rocks from rocks, in state tots See Doc'ors starilize me, seeing poppy in a Casa Lopi Don't need to persue me, Soloman, the dominant
'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy I see, I come at night, boy, I kill you, you make me They wanna see me shot up, locked up and cage me I'll come back bigger
ass But watch me rock with Liberace flash Punk rock, The Clash, boy bands are trash I like Johnny Cash and Grand Master Flash Flash flash flash flash Ohh, they call me
you feelin' me yet so if I die, I'm tryin' to get it mamma, barely deed and pray to God that he kept this spot hell me sad as fuck, what the nigga stuck
my face on the billboard That's me right there And I ain't never in my life seen a nigga this fly I swear CHORUS 1 Order me a few more rounds Cause
2:] Die once you live twice die twice you live once Get the shit confused so I'm puffin on the big blunts Kick it wit the kid that be deep in the
me, or the boy S P 'Cause I ain't tryna get no fuckin' blood, on my fresh tee You don't impress me, stop that Cannon 'Cause you could get rocked, when
, I'm like new but I been here though Just low, I ain't drop and y'all wanting a show Book it, let the hood in and let me rock Bring the hardest niggaz
on the groove everybody looking, what youre gonna do now move closer for the KID one time closer for the KID one time closer for the KID one time back that ass on the KID
blow Party amps gettin' sniffed up now wit it too When there's somethin' in my camp, a wireless amp High as a ramp, speak to Wu like stamp The wet got me
me?" There's divinity within because we come from the divine A froce that's not seen But you feel it every time When the wind blows, and the world
I was eleven got the truly dict My uncle pulled me to the side And he schooled me quick, told me son gooey, shit You can't get paid in a earth this big, you worthless kid
We're the kings of rock now nigga, know-mean? Queens Day Cash made on Hollis Ave, queen's queen's queen's Yeah yeah yeah, make, make it, make it seem
dip, we're set to blow Now you know all of the reasons why we chase the doe Yo, this is the part of the story with me Mizzle and Cam verses me
with the Dip, we're 'Set to blow Now you know All of the reasons why we chase the doe [Verse 2: Cam'Ron] Killa! That nigga man, let me break it down