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Ice Intro
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hot and fresh
This is the I-C-E. . .from a new rising group called the BIC, with Bad and Tez (aka Superman).
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Peak #1,056
Peak in subgenre #603
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July 03, 2005
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MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
When I first heard that instrumental, I knew I had to write at least something to it. . .and putting it as my intro is the best thing it can do.
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I stay hot and so fresh and so clean I dont rock rocks,im ICE, know what i mean Soon ima have a nice ride, so i can lean soon as da album drops, itll turn into green Dont step to me, or ill step up to you I'd kick you in the nose, as if its a flu or a head cold, i know you'd like that one too Im like a needle in the game, i go thru and thru ill cut thru many MCs, you'll call me Blade i keep getting money, people know i get paid I wonder the game on top, like a escapade then when i had enough, i kick it in the shade my faithful fans will raid and destroy yo show Neva the style i spit, neva the style i flow youll neva catch up to me, neva to my doe I might have some *chicka chicka* change you can have that though Dont turn that tune down, i slide that crazy sound im like Ali, i bust ya in one round that how i got my rep, how i was found I move weight by tons, you: pound by pound round an round, i got yo head spinnin and now feelings, you tell me whats now hurtin the funny thang is, didnt know you was listenin look a wet spot, in yo pants you was pissin cause im dissin, and spittin, im just so fly cant ever reach me, im just too high youll catch a bad cramp and possibly die air pressure stupid, im a one-of-a-kind guy you as dumb as Fry, when ya gone no comin back ya game is so off, i just might cut ya some slack My ryhmes are so big an' strong, girls know im black youll die from what ya heard, as if yous on crack Hot. Burnin. 10 thousand degrees But since i spit dat ice, ya words will freeze Now ya grabbing ya chest like heart disease ya hippie BITCH, quit huggin them damn trees Im breaking the boundries, now ya glad ya found me Not a pencil to ya fo'head, its a sharpie Listen to this shit, cause im from the BIC Yeah im cold as ice, call me ICE
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