Ice Age Lyrics by Ras Kass

Ice Age Lyrics

    [ras kass]
    Ay how come you wont gimme no pussy tonite?
    Aight well shake the spot then, you think you special
    I hear your car keys jinglin, get the fuck out
    El drex what you wanna do, shai dog what you wanna do?
    Kurupt what the fuck you wanna do?
    Nigga is you a rider nigga?
    Is life fucked up

    [kurupt]
    They let the gangstas in this muthafucka
    Ice age

    [ras kass]
    I ride for my homeboys (2x)
    Nigga its all about the money
    Its all about the chips
    Lets get rich, what? what

    [kurupt]
    With my new tiny tim, try again
    Up against the full wind, i'm an alien beast
    Generate, penetrate, bust shots
    Then fled, quick sick in the head
    Rippin motherfuckers to shreds
    Facsimilies, dont know, friend or foe
    Elusive nigga this exclusive, conclusive evidence
    Your vision is short range
    Rearranged, restructured, recomposed and decomposed
    Disassembled, dismembered, reconstructed, polished
    Perfected, demolished rejected, fo sho
    Like i'm supposed to know this nigga
    I aint neva seen him before --- my life
    Bitch ass nigga, who tha fuck you supposed to be?

    [hook:]
    Cuz niggaz i grew up wit threw up shit
    On sum i don't give a fuck shit
    Makin enemies duck shit
    I'm on some make a million bucks quick
    Money gone! quick get a duck sick trick
    Not the one to fuck wit
    My dyke bitch pimpin on some nike flight shit
    Ludicrous iron mic shit..stab yo cold heart wit a ice pick
    Tha ice age!..ice age (2x)
    Stab yo cold heart wit a ice pick

    [ras kass]
    Now ben must be either pampered or crushed
    To regulate, relegate and delegate power
    Nigga touch sumtin, touch no one and die slower
    You drain your battery you barely talkin like teddy ruxpin
    See that's whattup nigga i don't give a fuck
    Spit some shit so nasty it will make lil' kim blush
    As if a 98 bentley didn't tempt me
    To lay bullshit up in dis 60
    But consequently my conscience didnt permit me
    I'm one third black man, one third jackie chan and one third sand
    Shitftin across the surface of tha land
    Golden state warrrrior!!
    Let my nuts hang like niggas in nuiscance
    So why uou givin groupies all your lucci?
    I've been known for fuckin hoochies in suzukis
    And slippin bougie bitches roofie
    Loved yet feared severe yet loved
    The full time titan, fightin 3 million over night thugs
    So get your hand out your rectum cause you can't stop shit
    Don't rock shit,
    Studio hustlaz claim they got more ki's than a locksmith
    What part of the game is this, overtime
    Gimme the mic, the money the pussy and the order
    The more the overpopulated, get fucked and ovarie-copulated
    So all you chumps on some you owe me and apology shit
    Suck your apology out my dick!

    Hook

    [ras kass]
    We all pawns in the game, but every pawn got his personal chess board
    But how many pieces can you afford?
    We got reason to believe you a traitor
    In 20 words or less webster's definition of a playa hater
    The reason why you hate me so bad is cause you love me too much
    But don't like yourself enough
    And homey thats it, your hands probably got callouses
    From the way you be swingin on my dick
    That's why your main squeeze wanna fuck me for free
    Slit the finger on my monkey then she dropped to one knee
    If she playin wit her pussy, she can suck on my d
    Then u can cum wit me..until u p h c!

    [el drex]
    They wanna know where drex is, he's out fuckin in texas
    I'm iller than aids so you don't really wanna catch dis
    Drivin in a lexus wit niggaz that drive reckless
    I was thinkin murder back when melle dropped "the message"
    Money bossin', c-me-arson, worse than stone cold steve austin
    John gotti, drinkin notti, pullin holes thru your body
    West coast silly bitch, east coast silly bitch
    I ain't big willie bitch, drex gona kill a bitch!

    [kurupt]
    Is that my cash ya got?
    Is that my hash ya got?
    I hate to make you take yo shit off my man
    But i don't think you know who the fuck i am
    Analyze so what's the analysis
    You startin bonfires, i'm burnin down palaces
    See i know maniacs, arsonists with pyromaniacs
    Multi braniacs

    Fades:
    Ice age, kurupt! biaaaaatch!

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