ICE (feat. Lil Skies) - Choo Jackson

Ridin' 'round your block, we slidin' late night, yeah (yeah) See a five pack, we takin' at least four lives, yeah (pew, pew, pew, pew) Ain't talkin' about exhaust when I say we got four pipes, yeah (brr) My city feel like Chiraq, gotta keep my pole tight, yeah (yeah) Got perico the color middle of a Klondike (perico) And God knows I'm ridin' with my bro if he wrong or right (yeah, yeah) When I go back to the block I grew up on and roll dice I don't create no hierarchy, pull up with no ice (yeah) I won't rob nobody, I believe in karma (no) But it's off with his head if he try to harm us I'm a handyman, nails inside my hammer (yes, sir) Kick like Jackie Chan, but it ain't on camera Schools, they kicked us out 'stead of tryna understand us I pulled up to class, no bookbag and no pencil Made my bro a 100K cash, everything I do is stand-up If I ain't do it, then nobody would, I had to man up (man up) My brother hit a lick for 30 bricks, coke price went up Gotta keep a wham-bam, righthand man tried to set him up And the way that Flex used to cook the work, swear he had the magic touch It blew my mind when it bounced back and half the shit was cut Heart racin', hit a lick, hurry up, put it in the trunk (shh) Are you dumb? Roll the window down and throw out your guns Go up north and burn the car 'til everything is gone Streets be talking, they don't know who did it, but not for long (let's go) Ridin' 'round your block, we slidin' late night, yeah (yeah) See a five pack, we takin' at least four lives, yeah (pew, pew, pew, pew) Ain't talkin' about exhaust when I say we got four pipes, yeah (brr) My city feel like Chiraq, gotta keep my pole tight, yeah (yeah) Got perico the color middle of a Klondike (perico) And God knows I'm ridin' with my bro if he wrong or right (yeah, yeah) When I go back to the block I grew up on and roll dice I don't create no hierarchy, pull up with no ice (yeah) I go buy that Spider apparel, I feel like a tarantula (like a tarantula) Go to Toronto, link with the killers 'Cause I can't bring no gun to Canada (bring no guns) Money and guns, et cetera (money and guns, et cetera) Why they be thinking they 'head of us? (Why they be thinking they 'head of us?) You stunt and you flex and you add it up (yeah) Got robbed, but your homie had set it up Don't stop at your boundaries That's how niggas die in the streets (how niggas die in the streets) These niggas is hoes, these niggas is hoes That's how it sound to me (how it sound to me) Look at you look up to, look at who you honor But them niggas clowns to me (niggas clowns to me) Know a nigga who served the city, now he sell pounds of weed (yeah, yeah) I done seen him take so many drugs, then say his body numb I done seen the littlest nigga walk around with a Tommy gun (Tommy gun) He couldn't get no good time for his case He was fightin' bodily harm (bodily harm) Once you hit the fed system, just know your body marked Went inside that crib, got 30 years, I had a silent alarm It don't mean he got no bag 'cause he got an icy arm (yeah, yeah) Let them niggas name they own weed, that's why the price is wrong Definition of my brother, ridin' right or wrong, oh Ridin' 'round your block, we slidin' late night, yeah (yeah) See a five pack, we takin' at least four lives, yeah (pew, pew, pew, pew) Ain't talkin' about exhaust when I say we got four pipes, yeah (brr) My city feel like Chiraq, gotta keep my pole tight, yeah (yeah) Got perico the color middle of a Klondike (perico) And God knows I'm ridin' with my bro if he wrong or right (yeah, yeah) When I go back to the block I grew up on and roll dice I don't create no hierarchy, pull up with no ice (yeah)

Buddah Bless this beat Mm, okay, oh yeah Okay Fuck nigga say he got a problem Hol' up, nigga, keep your head up I'm a young nigga, got my bread up I'm fuckin' his bitch with my leg up (Let's go) We pull up in Excursions 2020, nigga in a suburban I'm shootin' that nigga, I'm swervin' I'm fuckin' his bitch but she slurpin' We shoot his lil' brother in a hoopty In a while, we shooting a movie I'm fuckin' on all these groupies These niggas be actin' like goofies I dance on a bitch like Fivi Give her Perc', she call me papi Tattoos all on my body Let her come ride on my Johnny These bitches, they say I'm cocky Look at 'em, like, "Who gon' stop me?" Been ballin' on niggas like Kyrie Big boss shit like John Gotti In the game and you know I gotta win it Been ballin', nigga, give me a minute You on the side lines and you lookin' like you losin' You talkin' all that shit, nigga why you accusin'? You actin' like a bitch, stop doin' that hoe shit Instagram, postin' pictures of your toe shit What the fuck? Niggas on some hoe shit I mean it like, niggas on some hoe shit Me and Stan, we on kick the door shit Back to back, kick up in your flow shit I run up in your house and I get the motion I ain't with the back and forth and all the commotion I was really down bad but now I'm floatin' Track to track, back to back, I go in Lap for lap, around the world, they notice Fast as fuck like a locomotive Walk in the trap like, "Hey" Look at that bitch like, "You ain't my bae" You ain't payin' my rent, my shit ain't paid Bitch wanna fuck and just get laid Nigga like me, I'm steady gettin' paid, huh Workin' that bitch like a maid, huh Workin' that bitch like a slave, huh Workin' 'til I'm in my fuckin' grave, huh Another verse, I can do it for fun Lyrical like a nigga, Big Pun Lyrical Lemonade with the runts Lyrical Lemonade, how I stunt Niggas hatin', I feel like I'm Cole Bennett Hop out the Tesla with a midget Came up in this bitch with a smidget Nigga talkin', I'ma make him cricket I can't settle for no minimal wage Nigga like me countin' the blues Nigga like me stay with the crew Nigga like me jump out the stu' Young nigga, I was countin' the dollars Young nigga make ya big momma holla Young nigga, I been countin' with partners Young nigga, I'ma spend it with goblins Young nigga, I stay with all the troops Young nigga, they gon' hop out and shoot Dark tints, thing gon' slide through the roof Dark tints, thing gon' show you what it do If you tell the cops, nigga, you lame Nigga think he flexin' with that lil' chain Nigga think he up like he the thang Nigga thinkin' 'til we take off his brain Go to the bank, pull out a fifty Bad bitch sent me pics of her titties I'm a clean nigga, don't give me hickeys Kicked her out after she suck my (Dicky) Where your bag at? Bitch, I got (Plenty) Sippin' lean, it go straight to my (Kidney) Big guns, we gon' shoot 'em with (Semis) Smoking runts, this shit, this shit gas

She's waiting on, She's waiting on that storm to come. Into her heart, into her heart she's waiting. She told me I must hold onto the mo-oment. And when the moments over I'll be all alone. (La le la, la le la, la le la, la le la) Then I'll be all alone. (La le la, la le la, la le la, la le la) Then I'll be all alone. (La le la, la le la, la le la, la le la) Then I'll be all alone And like a bird, yes like a bird, she'll fly away. She never said, she never said she'd stay here. She's waiting on, She's waiting on that ship to come. I cannot fight, I cannot fight the ocean, all alone (La le la, la le la, la le la, la le la) Then I'll be all alone. (La le la, la le la, la le la, la le la) Then I'll be all alone. Now kiss me on, now kiss me on my broken wings. Don't leave me here, don't leave me in the water. She's waiting on, She's waiting on that storm to come. And when the rain comes down I will be washed away. I hope, I hope we meet again. I want, I want to hold you again. I hope, I hope we meet again. I'll know, I'll know until the end. I'll be all aloooone. (La le la, la le la, la le la, la le la) Then I'll be all alone. (La le la, la le la, la le la, la le la) Then I'll be all alone. (La le la, la le la, la le la, la le la) Then I'll be all alone.

The future is the past And it will last for as long as it's lasted Every time I get plastered I see stars Livin' deep inside of me We were all once a part of distant galaxies And I swear When the universe ends I'll be there 'Cos I wanna see what love looks like When there's no sound, no matter, no light, no television, no air You know it's funny how the people say the world is changed, It's like: Saying that stranger's a kind of strange It's like: Saying that water is kind of wet It's like: Saying that Elvis is kind of dead It's evident to anyone with half a brain that things change, That's why books have more than one page, That's why, me and my grandfather aren't the same age, That's why New Kids On The Block thery're not rockin' on Triple-J But, the more things change, the more they stay the same Same old girls, same wars, same games Sure, there's climate change, and there's terrorists and AIDS But we used to have the nazis And now it's was way way way worse But things get bad, then get better, Before I started eating bree, I used to eat cheddar The world is always gonna change, only love stays the same, Like I say in the refrain The future is the past And it will last for as long as it's lasted Every time I get plastered I see stars Livin' deep inside of me We were all once a part of distant galaxies And I swear When the universe ends I'll be there 'Cos I wanna see what love looks like When there's no sound, no matter, no light, no television, no air When I died, I got them to cryogenically freeze me Believe me, it cost four million, that's cheap To see the future, see infinity, I thought that I had proven the truth of man's divinity But I discovered, I was poor like a chimney sweep, The richest man is just a tramp in the scheme of things Up there in the future, it wasn't much fun, Just a bunch of frozen businessman dreaming of a refund "Gimme back my money" They were yellin', Calling for the manager They were used to those credit card advantages But MasterCard can't change the past, can it? No kind of plastic is worth shit on a dead planet The whole place was cold like you wouldn't believe Just dead rocks in a dried up sea Just like time gone by Just like five fuckin' billion BC The future is the past And it will last for as long as it's lasted Every time I get plastered I see stars Livin' deep inside of me We were all once a part of distant galaxies And I swear When the universe ends I'll be there 'Cos I wanna see what love looks like When there's no sound, no matter, no light, no television, no air Instrumental The meek shall inherit the earth, they're fine Don't have to fight for that shit Just have to bide your time Keep quiet, don't write any rhymes if you can help it 'Cos I'm sure god favors the silent, not the violent, Maybe the vibrant, definitely firemen Maybe the prime mister if he sticks to his assignment To lead wisely and not be divisive And while I'm on the subject, God, can you make him bring back human rights All right, fine, this is not a diatribe Just an ordinary rhyme about extraordinary times Hey, digital natives, on the love super highway You come my way leave e-mails and just fly away How good's that? I guess it's not all bad Crap, shit, fuck! We can still make positive tracks, Cut them on wax, under the full moon, Bury 'em for a month, And deep fry that to make, to make beats fat Fatter in batter, that's my motto, Like Specto said: back to mono, before he went loco Chatter for chatters sake that's the game, So I write rhymes that don't nessecerely mean a thing Sometimes, but this time I write a rhyme I can't deny I lie awake at night and recite the diatribe I'm alive and inspired to write rhymes or die tryin'. The future is the past And it will last for as long as it's lasted Every time I get plastered I see stars Livin' inside of me We were all once a part of distant galaxies And I swear When the universe ends I'll be there 'Cos I wanna see what love looks like When there's no sound, no matter, no light, no television, no air