Ras Kass - Soul On Ice Lyrics
The waterproof mc, you ain't wettin' meYou need to stop rappin' and start robbin' banks like steady bCause see, no matter how much green you makeYou never taste the avocado, just another broke versace modelTiger woods ain't even up to par in the game of survivalThat's why i'm pissin' in y'all cristal bottlesDrink listerine, brush my teeth with amphetamineSo i can sound fresh and say dope things in betweenYou strike to five my average snorter, i want a womanWith the body of a hoochie and a personality like gloriaCan't even say i didn't know 'cause while we wanna beNwa they create the nwoHow many years, fo' mo' so ***** them fake john gottiesAin't got no mazzeraties i be at the party sippin' on todiesMy niggas pumpin' areas, out audies in saudiI'm thuggish ruggish to the bone, and i'm gonna dis everybodyChorus (x2):You want the truth, can't handle the truth, you wantLexus moonroof, hennesssy 80 proofNiggas scared to death, playin' the game of lifeSoul on iceI keep the afterparty swervin', *inhale* not quite like michael irvinEdumacating urban youth, like it or notThese soliloquies explain our people's lack of stabilityYou keepin it real, but ain't got a clue what reality really beSee the diameter of your knowledgeIs the circumference of your activity, meI knew the deal before babyface went solo, baggin' dime piecesStackin' dividends and dressin' in more linen than yoko onoBut on the low doe we fightin' over the scrapsWorshippin' the almighty dollarIn god we trust, look it overNow what the ***** pyramids got to do with the pilgrims or jehovahNovus ordo seclorum means new world orderThat's why i keep my friends close and my enemies closerWe runnin' around in thousand dollar clown suitsBetter get some boots when lucifer turn your city to beirutChorus: (x2)You want the truth, cna't handle the truth, you wantLexus moonroof, hennessy 80 proofNiggas scared to death, playin' the game of lifeSoul on iceVoid one time got lela rochon callin' my jimmy sunshineFifth floor on the mandriane, so go 'head fellaPop your dime, i'm the man whose esophagusTransform to a gat like megatronHe'a sporter known to bob costas, give it a name and you a haterBut violence don't play that gameGuerilla penmanship, the, preacher impeacherHeat seek an mc when i get pissed like a urethraMy day-to-day i'm tryin' to bubble, first placeThis paper i chase, touch me and tease me like caseBut in the millenium, this cream turns electronicUpc barcodes on the hand is demonicThey got concentration camps from alaska to jerseyBut when the president declare a national emergencyYou can't crock notes tryin' to rock the voteI'm spittin' razor-sharp quotes tryin' to slit a nigga's throatChorus: (x2)You want the truth can't handle the truth, you wantLexus moonroof, hennessy 80 proofNiggas scared to death, playin' the game of lifeSoul on iceUh, uhYeahI'm rhymin', beats provided by diamond
