hoe it's going down from the ammo dump I
got my nigga SLJ and DJ Aladdin dropping
the fat tracks hit him with it syndicates in the motherfucking house
all duck MC's get flat motherfuckers
yeah 1993 and it's still me my rapping
brother from LA the cool tea *** the
brother hate her brother I still come
back with the fat tracks * the pop
* I got a mind to go *** a fool
white rappers selling out urged me to pull tools
for no reason pop suckers
looking for hits like whole skis and
prostitutes that can't shoot get your
clock Luke dance steps with weak styles
but you look cute bitch that *'s whack
let hammer dance and you other fool sees
that the microphone is some twist and a
Clint's this mine locked on radar to
load up my hit list and make duck rappers
pray many talk * but none step this
way cuz I'm quick to beat down a weak
plan clock crazy truth from LA to the
boogie down I played a whole map got
hoes locked like a motherfucking bear
trap ice motherfucking cheap but for
hoes G they need two forms of ID never
fast not the best but I'm hard to shake
watch the ice break
watch the ice break
yo let's see now who's trying to *** me say I sold out cuz I rock
with the BC y'all bitches you straight what quick to talk *
but always behind the back I do whatever I want to do punk ho I
rock a perm you rock an afro I wear catfish while y'all wear silk
y'all drink 40s and I drink milk
cuz that's my motherfucking beers I never
sell out cuz there's no sale kid
hardcore to my heart when the *
start whether done over beats or loud
guitars I drop the dope hits case you
forgot I invented this gangster * you
want to step to me new jack walk come
back in five LPs then we can talk you
just knew kid you got a hit out and
interviews you talk a lot of * out
you got paid you really made out you
went broke when you're one gym played
out now you're searching for that one
more hit * I ain't new to this I got
gangs of gold I come original then I
break the mold too many MCs hit then
fold the just face huh watch the ice
break
ice break
yeah syndicate jumping off 1993 and some old fly smooth * all
the motherfuckers out there down with
us you know what I'm saying we rolling
strong all the buses out there got
some static to say we setting * off
physically this year
like KRS-One says suck MCs duck down
motherfuckers ain't
taking no * I'm swinging on buses point-blank
*** me and it's on straight
up
now it's the break of dawn and the mic
is still on all holes are * in
the rhymes are damn strong many MCs a
joke from the mic smoke those who tried
to get with me lost in rhyme infinity or they lost breath
they try to step to the
ice equal short death cause a thinner
beginner than you ever assumed drop the
mic go rap in your living room
I love the quick kill
swing on the nigga
sometimes hit the break you'll knock the
lock bust the fool in his * eye
all hands I need no gun yo punk why cuz
if I pull my gun you die no second try I
got a cool out now so I don't over free
nut up and start murdering MCs start
catching bodies and state to state
don the ski mask and walk the streets late
and do me up a whole damn crew the ghetto boys is tripping but my
mom's picking me too but this me and
I'll meet you one day and bet your life
it won't be a fun day I hope nigga it's not your fate but your
around
when the ice breaks
when the ice breaks