FIVEAM COLD AS ICE
I never take advice someday I’ll pay the price I know, 3am droppn 8 mics every line a goal thumb spike.
Now I’m goin, grown colder, iceberg on my shoulder, emotionally frozen in time, never getting older.
I want paradise money over flow then shoot it shot that snake eyes fuck this pair a dice
Now I’m cold as ice, have um sweatn, slippn, sittn on rice. Pied Piper beats calln out all my burrowed thoughts like mice. Never the same shit twice, but thrice. Do it right cut out sugar and spice. I’ma have my Kate and Edith too call um blue boo crew. I know it’s wrong must be the coldest time of night cuz the clock strikes rhyme and I write. While they sleep on me I sacrifice turning words into a new vice. Servin it up like ice in a can professor Rex making a killer ice man. Maken the Ice Queen ice-scream and winters comin, socks in the oven, snow shoveln, this lyrical blizzard I’m loven. Slap your snow cone to the floor left only wanting more as I end this page taste the new Ice Age.