They killed both of them and drowned the kid in hot water
Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for
And much good stuff like homemade ice cream
And i put you on the team
Coming from where tupac, dr. dre and ice cube
But rather than singing non praise the dude
Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs
And all we lack is communication like service sucks
Pcp, cocaine and ice set me free
Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably
And i be on point like a mutha fucking ice pick
Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick
Sons and daughters wander through the slums for running water
So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her
To win today would just seem like a lavish dream
And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream.
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