lirik lagu lloyd banks - ice box part 2
[verse 1]
south jamaica, hungry my n-gga, don’t be the lunch
i be on p’s & q’s, purple and blues, breathin blunts
funny thing the dough came, never thought about leavin once
there’s a few chosen, we were brought up to be the bunch
you been in it a couple years i spent a decade paid
i shine all year, your neck on shade, motherf-cker i’m
gettin to it double time, young fly b-st-rd acid #9
keep ’em close, homies be the one that slime
i’m outta here, on my way to the moon
blendin in with the stars, put your cameras on zoom
who the man that’s caught a slug, he’ll be an animal soon
his daddy on base, his momma got her hand on the spoon
they ain’t f-ckin with the school, to them the dealers look cool
little do they know in ten years, they’d be in jail or entombed
the youth follow it through, he bangin red or bang blue
he give a f-ck about dem, they give a f-ck about you
[hook]
i got my ears to the street, one eye open when i sleep
car full of heat in case a n-gga try to creep
got a broad so sweet when she set a n-gga up
knock your sole off your feet, money never get enough
no trust, we don’t trust a d-mn thing
ice water running through my vein, i’m so cold
watch me while i do my d-mn thing
got a neck full of gold and i’m in the get-the-dough mode
[verse 2]
way too much drama going on to be calm
get out the way or be harmed, cause the neighborhood vietnam
i got it now, haters praying to see it gone
teflon on my chest wrong player, you be the p-wn
takes me out the bullsh-t, run your lip and get beat upon
i’m full speed in that beamer and you want my freedom gone
ridin where the riders died, young black and qualified
fame gets them to suck you, makin it makes ’em swallow right
i’m the survival type, cool as the champion on t-tle night
and vvs bait makin the models bite
bright as the morning all time of night
red and green striped impala white, bricks to bahama light
homi every time i write, flow 900 degrees farenheit
fly as a f-ck, flyin to paradise
grab a camera, film my fl!ck, so you can have it twice
haters still poppin sh-t, look
[hook]
[verse 3]
work wonders with words, ain’t no telling why i took ’em
bet these stupid n-ggas can’t read – easier to book ’em
splattered walls, do ’em like graffiti when i cook ’em
stink sound, probably while my bds is wolfin’
hood favorite, probably had my cd when they took ’em
and i’m so high, which makes it easier to overlook ’em
south jamaica hoodlum in that big boy, the good one
you shook son, wouldn’t be here if you could come
maybe i’m misunderstood hon, cause it’s obvious i’m judged
and the hate’s the new love, smell up the lobby with the drugs
you broke you need game, and the ferrari you get bugged
you done ran your run into the ground, it’s time that you get snubbed
still no love
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