breeze (freestyle) - icefxce lyrics
straight out the gate
lemme legislate, set the pace
deadline was 2 weeks
i finished it in several days
kicking it with venom like that fella page in mma
i’m ripping up the beat then i send it back eddies way
anyway
it’s smaller at the top like a wedding cake
pinstripe suit and shades, cuffed to a leather case
of course you’ll miss a shot that you never take
that’s why i got a sniper watching from heavens range
lazy thoughts in my head but now emanc*p*ted
learning as you build is part of the plan i’m making
so i’m putting meaning in the bricks like a banksy painting
take the beat & leave it running like i got a taxi waiting
2 s’s on the metal like camino grills
arms like bandito bill
smoked out saloon straight rum and casino wheels
every time i spit you get that quentin tarantino feel
yellow on black like am i thurman, am i wiz?
yeah i credit people on not what they said but what they did
god forbid, ice melt before you clocking what he drips
it’s not a feeling, it’s an itch
now i’m so high up where’s the ceiling in this b*tch?
used to carry one like remainder of number
man said whatever the weather, i brought rain and the thunder
thought she was a car she got a graphic on her bumper
now i’m axing her to take it while she jacking on my lumber
keep the ball rolling like a backspin
fist full of ganj in
kicks that are sanguine
last thing you see is a fat ring and the black timbs
writ this back in drachten, on the back of napkins
spread this to the world like a dinner made of bat wing
i’m better on the beat than your average rhyme messiah
so i’m k!lling it on halloween like i’m michael myers
driving over ice then you’ll need some wider tyres
if you flying then it’s rifle fire till i’m sniping pilot wires
everyone in the fam on js like adenuga’s
turn a plain pad to stained glass, mate its hallelujah
when ice on the beat i move sl!cker with manoeuvre’s
yeah i’m sitting with a shooter
and i rock it on the shoulder like i’m gripping a bazooka
this is easy p*ssy, like ayia napa
i’m frying rappers
sharp in the place that’s a house of flying daggers
just a biohazard, viper adder with shining grammar
swapped my pen and pad for an ingot and an iron hammer
if my boys ever get locked then i’ll bribe the jury
yeah i’m travelling with punches like tyson f*cking fury
spit it nice from uk down to sunny side missouri
got a new ting from china and she’s acting kinda naughty
pink hair look cute when she spin right round
she got colours in her head like inside out
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