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This is the I-C-E. . .from a new rising group called the BIC, with Bad and Tez (aka Superman).
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #2,234
Peak in subgenre #1,121
Author
Ice Hicks
Uploaded
August 10, 2005
Track Files
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MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
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Gotcha bouncin outcha seat
Gotcha wavin to dis heat
Gotcha sweatin once we meet
I gotcha gotcha, im da heart of da street
Gotcha bouncin outcha seat
Gotcha wavin to dis heat
Gotcha sweatin once we meet
I gotcha gotcha, cause im bangin concrete
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First things first, bring da beat back in
i finish da beat, then take ya women
leada not followa, im part of da U.N.
your da master of defeat, take it on the chin
now ya mind in spin, i knocked off ya fro
ya know im magic, cause i always glow
see ya in da next life, your six feet below
i own this business, im the c.e.o
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ya dont see me though, cause ya blind as bat
blind folded to da fullest, yeah, do you hear that
make ya brain splat, its Ice on this track
i got guns galore, im the alpha of da pack
But i know youll srink back, cause im the realest
I know im the greatest, of course i exist
if i pop this ill be deeper then tha abyss
I know my rhymes tight, no need ta reminisce *noope*
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verses short lived, effects will be long term
think of me as a needle cause im under ya derm
i created a firm, growin a monopoly
but oviously, you get burned to a third degree
take a shot at thee, ya get laid out fo real
on the bottom of a hill, this aint surreal
wield a bullet to ya skull like it was steel
im pasting out laws, its the brand new deal
you fo'real, this guy is here for keeps
ill pop out da bushes and destroy ya peeps
leave em outside ya door in pails of heaps
no z's for you, you can neva fall asleep
watch ya family weep, this guy is one of a kind
ya think im lyin, sit back ill destroy ya mind
throw da one throw da two, now break out a grind
wit my skills aligned, make ya heart beat decline
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ya break in tears while im bustin these lines
my personnas on bling, making tha world shine
simply said, yes, tha universe can be mine
call me roosevelt, cause i get all dem dimes
and all da time, gotem laid like bricks
wit da backs real thick, ill break it quick
wit my walking stick, my flows real sick
im teflon teflon, cause ya craps nonstick
nic-nac-paddy wack, girl a horse, saddle that
bring ya hard hat, its a battle ground wit battle axe
and spray on ya axe, thats not all that lacks
im like a subwoofa, ill bang ya heart wit facts
time to relax, SIKE wit dis beat im killin dem
its like a work out, wit dis beat im at da gym
skinnin dem, slashin dem, like its kim and em
light bulb is gettin dim, im da reaper of da grim
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im da number one fo hire, cause i spit dat fire
how im just so great, i know you inquire
and i know you admire, better call me sire
im not on that, dont call me richard pryor
but pryor ta dis, had ya gurl on a date
went straight fo ma *ohh*, like this was "wait"
wit dis track right here, you can see im great
im on a mission to destroy, no time to debate
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