This is Ice Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I paint the canvas then reenact the torture, I was handpicked from the Minne-apple orchard
Rewrote the script and put the scene back in order
That weight on my shoulders is the whole state of Minnesota
I sat back for half the quarter then attacked all the performers
Writing tracks till I collapse and the Cadillacs get ordered
Taking off my mask, this is for the Mac supporters
The rapping Casanova bout to gain some mass exposure
I'll make a run for the border, then I'll get McDonald's
I keep my weed stash in some old prescription bottles
I flip the model, hit the lotto, kicking different combos
I've been dope since pouring water in your parents liquor bottles
They hate today, but are probably gonna switch tomorrow
Talking shit, then hit subscribe and then click and follow
A tough pill to swallow, the rap aficionado
We popping champagne, you better go and get your goggles
Zip lock, flamethrower, you better get it right
Hip hop takeover, it's time to say goodnight
Witness greatness, I told you this is Ice
Misplaced hatred, you need to get a life
Open, close it, hold it, fold it, now you notice golden poets
Stand up, sit down, speak up, what now
Listen to instructions or get permanently shut down
This is the season I needed to go believe in achievements
Once you feedin the demon, I show the meaning of bleeding
This is the reason I'm breathing
Now I'm teaming with heathens,
Committing treason this evening, so that the media sees it
The missile will sink, right when you're sipping your drink
Skate on a rink to the brink, don't even think, I just blink
I got a link to a shrink, so go and tickle me pink
The code is scribbled and inked
You see the syllables sink
I assemble my bars at the pub, that's my publishing
You peel back the layers, suffocate on an onion ring
You know I got a few ideas about a couple things
I use a dusty rusty machete to cut the puppet strings
I'm just an old geezer that blows reefer with known tweakers
You're a coke dealer with old sneaker but no beeper
I'm a cold creature, the grim reaper that goes deeper
Spit gold features through your speaker, the flow's ether
Zip lock flamethrower, you better get it right
Hip hop, take over It's time to say goodnight
Witness greatness, I told you this is ice
Misplaced hatred, you need to get a life
Open, close it, hold it, fold it, now you notice golden poets
Stand up, sit down, speak up, what now
Listen to instructions or get permanently shut down
Take a walk down the introverted avenue
Pinpoint the attitude with longitude and latitude
Take a trip down my memory's lane
Here's to people who still can't remember my name
Take a drive down the diabolic dirt road
Try to make the verse show what everyone on earth knows
Take a walk down this road that's less traveled
Hide and deflect ammo and try to dissect shadows
I've wanted this since I was knee high to a duck
Now I'm building the conglomerate to deny you of bucks
In all actuality the timing of it sucks
Gonna keep spitting fire even though I've grown up
I can't take back mistakes or my demise as a drunk
Knocked down but got up smashed the beehive with a stump
Take bluegrass, hip hop, and add a little funk
Go ahead and light the blunt
Thank you all for showing up
Zip lock, flamethrower, you better get it right
Hip hop, take over, It's time to say goodnight
Witness greatness, I told you this is ice
Misplaced hatred, you need to get a life
Open, close it, hold it, fold it
Now you notice golden poets
Stand up, sit down, speak up, what now
Listen to instructions or get permanently shut down