
lirik lagu dlyan - e=mc2 (math 2)
hook [dlyan]:
ice is in my wrist
oh it’s oh so chilly
ice is in my wrist
so i’m looking for the trilly
ice is in my wrist
ice is in my wrist
ice in my wrist, ice
ice in my wrist
ice in my wrist
so i’m looking for a chilly
ice in my wrist
oh it’s oh so chilly
ice in my wrist
ice in my wrist
verse 1 [dlyan]:
got em all watching every move that i’m making
walk on the court i’m the chef bakin’
curry, icewear i drain a cold three it’s quakin’ in a hurry
a flurry of the best i bury
i break on the field like demarco murray
i flip on these rap cats like stereotypes
bend and break the rules in your mind that hold you tight
yo, i’m white
still as nice on the mic as frank
i bank shots at my highest rank
ain’t distracted by the raptors at my flank
i am that lyrical crank
you do the math
i call the bank late so i see a lot of wrath
my path is beset by serpents and staffs
i laughs at these rappers; missing cares fast
charring the beat till it sizzles and blasts
more imaginative than “look at this cash”
freshman year, psilocybin i took in the bath
so i’m oh so enlightened
so i look at these daft cats betting your whole stash
when we’re playing blackjack
seeing these south cats asking for a deal with the crack, i laugh
you already know the longest is the best to last
i smash with my bros, no h0m~ the flow’s so gold, i know
hook [dlyan]:
ice is in my wrist
oh it’s oh so chilly
ice is in my wrist
so i’m looking for the trilly
ice is in my wrist
oh it’s oh so chilly
ice in my wrist, ice
ice in my wrist
ice is in my wrist
oh it’s oh so chilly
ice is in my wrist
so i’m looking for the trilly
verse 2 [dlyan]:
d willie or don d
player haters is gone, sea bottom
got ’em, concrete boots
they say i should’ve shot ’em, oops
truth is, i believe in peace
so if you need one to keep it then let it be
i curse up at god
sanctify my spirit and let me free
cause archangels watched as it happened to g
then send 10,000 cars to do it to me
bless me with impairments
i maintain clean as lee
compel me to do the things with which he gets to judge me
an immovable rock couldn’t budge me
through the spiritual trenches i trudge, b
audible adderall
it’s dark and it’s rap
the path of the boy is~~
~~chilly!
hook [dlyan]:
ice is in my wrist
so i’m looking for the trilly
ice is in my wrist
oh it’s oh so chilly
ice is in my wrist
so i’m looking for the trilly
verse 3 [dlyan]:
i can see heaven
and i’m outside the gates
along with all my peers
know i decide my fates
everyone i know is low
everyone i see is high
the main relief i see is when i flow
so no i don’t want to die
we’re in this consumeristic market
every sign is saying ‘buy’
dopamine feedback loops are why you want to cry
when your source of happiness
is withheld from you by the sky
of course you drown in the cheladas
just like the whiskey rye
you see the screen you stare at, showing you what you want?
you’re fully in control of the ones that get to flaunt
they’d let you freeze, the dark it haunts
no power, 12 degrees
bright in your faces it taunts
hook [dlyan]:
ice is in my wrist
oh it’s oh so chilly
ice is in my wrist
so i’m looking for the trilly
ice is in my wrist
oh it’s oh so chilly
ice is in my wrist
so i’m looking for the trilly
verse 4 [dlyan]:
try stepping to the don
it ain’t a good luck
serve him like a rookie
then hit him with the book
you move like a rook’
while i move like a rook
then knock a n~gga out for the sh~t he took
did you not get it the first time?
i am the cook
catch an autotune rapper at the end of my hook
they love the lines
and the way the wiz pivots
provide sense to the oblivious
give love to the cynics
i will never diminish
i’m more sustainable than spinach
ain’t no european, i don’t finish
so all the plugs g know that d wit’ it
producing revenue so you know that we get it
hook [dlyan]:
ice is in my wrist
oh it’s oh so chilly
ice is in my wrist
so i’m looking for the trilly
bridge [dlyan]:
ice is in my wrist
ice is in my wrist
ice is in my wrist
ice is in my wrist
ice is in my wrist
ice is in my wrist
verse 5 [dlyan]:
breathing ice on the beat
no doubt i make my list
top 5, simultaneously the best
flex, straight flipping these wack rap cats
intravenously take it to the chest like travolta
i kiss only the best (cha!)
i rip bidis incessantly
views, jewels, comma
try to try and try me, you’re a goner
got a good heart, still stood as a loaner
i can print all day and not run out of toner
i really dig your chick you should know she’s a moaner
she got my serotonin in outer sp~ce in sonar
so high up in my head i’m sk!lled as an honed or
excellent specimen
hook [dlyan]:
ice is in my wrist
oh it’s oh so chilly
ice is in my wrist
so i’m looking for the trilly
verse 6 [dlyan]:
top, top, top, top, top
drop your record set
and watch these rappers flop
my tracks’ hot
burning the number one spot
can’t see ’em cause my lines black tar
all i want is to give you a clearer vision
lucidity flowing through freedom of decision
i’ve had it with the plastic
feigning like it’s all gold and magic
and all i hear and see are stories of the tragic
what you did to garrett, you f~ggot!
the microphone is mine, i’ll never pass it
amphetamine i need to attack it
on the mic i tend to ace ’em
‘fore i step foot on the court i lace em
like my blunts i like to lace em
so sharp in the pocket i’m keen, case ’em
i might be meaning case keenum
but i waste ’em, like i’m playing theft auto
i clean, um, i, replace ’em
sold my sole to the devil for a demon, i blaspheme ’em
uh, then i grace em
hail mary, betrays son
i drain ’em, i’m beamin’
leave the studio a wasteland
this man trying to waste my time?
that’s half a grand a sixty
make with the haste
might f~ck around and do a quickie
and your b~tch still got the time to tag me with a hickie
let you know what i spit is sickly
so you better stay away
like to mix it with a wit, it’s sickly
spit it fickly as a fray
but i’ll never wither, never weather, wear down or fade away
like to admit this way i’m living every day
this high i reach, it can’t be reached
i pray and preach but see no way
i did that day like when i’m standing in the snow
surrounded by corn in iowoah
watching my highs while reaching my lows
flexible and flamboyant but i’m straight unlike milo
no h0m~ love the guy
i’d pay to see him play a show
but i’m busy making my dough
creating my dope
and selling this sh~t as hot as uncut coke
i ain’t drowning in the p~ssy
but my breachers soaked
your career is a punchline
in one of my comedy standup jokes
my shows’ underpriced
i’d pay a grand for this high, no toke
got me feeling i can see it straight and clear
and i ain’t had a smoke
of the green i growed, the green i sowed
and the green i put in the package and sold
the green i see when i be seeing the s~xtapes
feeling great on the one, feeling sick on the next day
and i ain’t never ate breakfast
constantly nauseated, esque~way
i be scoring setting records securing legends like i’m gretzky
i ain’t your friend, but i’m the bestie
you cannot stop this, it is destiny
try to walk up and they flexing g
the rest of the scene is a mess to me
i’m the best emcee
know as the next to be
rolling and flowing
on a boat and on ecstasy
tell ya to get off my nuts
and nicki to stop texting me
i spit it clear as glass: plexi v’s
and it’s expensive like a dress from tuscany
like i flip it from your chilies ya style it sucks to see
(cha, chicka, chicka, chicka, cha
chicka, chicka, cha
chicka, chicka, chicka, cha
chicka, chicka, cha
chicka, chicka, chicka, cha
chicka, chicka, cha
chicka, chicka, chicka, cha)
hook [dlyan]:
ice is in my wrist
oh it’s oh so chilly
ice is in my wrist
so i’m looking for a trilly
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