Ice City Nights

[Blast Holiday] Extortion Muzik, Bearfaced, Cold Gunnaz... ain't shit changed man. For real. My niggas man... it's the struggle man, Ice City man. You already know me man, Mr. No Hider No Liar man. The Most man. It's good... we locked in. Ice City [Verse 1: Blast Holiday] Imagine all my Cold Gunnaz still living and not locked up In prison, from judge's decisions of public collisions Of mob missions, now look at me and tell me that you under-did Been scamming since a youngster, was a hungry kid I never fibbed in the booth, cause if the world is filled With lies we need a moment of truth, and this is it And what we did in the coupe was burn rubber While we drive, seen the enemies slip and let it drip (yeah) I ain't boasting, ain't proud, need forgiveness It's never personal, in life it's always business Now I'm working 'em, every beat murking 'em Spice say I'm greedy with life and I deserve it bruh Spice say I'm steep in the price, but it be worth it bruh If I don't do it best believe somebody else will I got 'em feeling me, they say my flow is x pills Just left the dealership heemin' on the best wheels Supercharged had two doors, black ice Quick like Zab on HBO Fight Night Snitch might rat and the statement sound quite right Six-oya clap, send that singer to the bright lights Point a finger, kinda eager to ignite nights Wrapped around the trigger, lil daddy night-night Extended clip, thirty rounds singing lullabies Ain't dropped a tear since they let my big brother die Three years before that they let my lil brother die Call me Kodak, flashing on the other side And I'mma roll that and smoke 'till I get high And every ho know I go when I'm inside A brick of bo got us slow like old minds The way I'm digging like I'm working in a gold mine This pencil shipping like it's only writing coke lines AKA this rap, we gon' call it dope rhymes Every day we trapping snow on 59 Drug trafficking like we ain't letting zips fly Cause if that bitch had wings soaring in the sky Like the ribbon that made Stevie Wonder cry Peoples on our bumper but the trunk filled with genocide Cut with baking soda looking like lemon pies The lowest go it's coldest, maybe you get ten for five That's a double-over, joog like Geminis That's a double-over, joog like Geminis Ay, he cut the Metro on vibrate Need no distraction, concentrate when the dice shake Reading his reaction when his face like Chrissakes Sub-Zero combo like he love how the ice taste... [Lil Rue] Bearfaced... [Verse 2: Lil Rue] From the blood sweat and tears I straight faced my fears Came up with the game and straight laced my peers Now I'm faced by bears, throwing bodies off the pier Sipping syrup till I'm broke like, fuck who cares (syrup) Nigga stare me in the eyes and realize that I'm a beast I'm a monster, illest nigga walking on two feet So just holler at me, I can get it for cheap And watch your life, cause it's trife on these Ice City streets R-U-E, no mask all gas Bearfaced general, hollow-tips and body-bags Riding down your block, straight strapped with the wop Like, tell you what I got ain't fitting in no tuck spot (nope) Riding through these punk's spot like y'all don't want the trunk to pop (nope) ? pop and body shots, man y'all act like y'all forgot (word) It's Ice City where it stay below zero Free Spice City, you're still my hero Just tryna do it big like Diddy Send them bitches to the blade, and break 'em for every penny Like, Mama forgive me I was born to be a mack And I'm just infatuated by the way them Ninas clap (Brrraat) Yeah the LT is back, it's time to bring the Nina back Bearfaced, Cold Gunnaz, FT, ASAP Yeah the LT is back, it's time to bring the Nina back Bearfaced, Cold Gunnaz, FT, ASAP, Rueger (Bearfaced, Cold Gunnaz)