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chris truent – ice lyrics

[intro]
back on our bullsh-t

[verse 1: chris truent]
i’m michael jordan and you so pippen
hold up, don’t you see them tryna soul pimp us?
hold up n-gg- all my flows are different
hold up, my clothes, hoes, and my flows are drippin’
did i fail to mention? this is my submission for the coldest in the solar system
feel like hip-hop is just so conflicted
the young ones don’t have enough respect for the older ones
but i grew up with this in my veins, guess i’m an old soul or sum’n
here to bridge the gap like the track with olu and his son
that’s nas if you didn’t know, i’m like a g*nius with the flow
way i transcribe the lyrics it’s like i’m workin’ with g*nius on the low
lemme pump my brakes, ‘ye told me drive slow
somebody tell rob markman to hit my line, thats a side note, yeah (ayy)

[hook]
i’m just chillin with my, day, ones, yah
hoodies and shorts ’cause you can’t predict the weather
i got ice, in my, veins, yah
smokin cookies i bought, i’m prepared for whatever yeah
(ayy) prepared for whatever
(ice)
yeah, say i’m prepared for whatever, uhh
yeah, prepared for whatever
(ice)
yeah, say i’m prepared for whatever

[verse 2]

you don’t know it if you can’t teach it though
these people quick to play that trap card like yu-gi-oh
while y’all p-ssin’ off, like pick and rolls
i just p-ss you up, pick, and roll
she comin’ with me now bro
yo, somebody tell em who it is, the newest kid, who respects all his influences
fluent in the struggle, hustle like russell
that’s a double, entendre
serve em up like a shot, the way i tend to the bars
but yet i got:
season old clothes, this seasons’ girl, and next season’s flows
and i know you’re not a gm but you change your team as the seasons go
i told y’all i had ice in my veins, man these are freezing flows
matter fact y’all can refer to data and i, as “freeze and flows”
i’m a princ-p-l instrument every track’s a concerto
i don’t care for these jerks though
these cats are p-ss-es with 9 lives, so i’m k!llin’ em 8 times, then i’m lettin’ ’em die trying
’cause when your backs against the wall, you fall if you’re spineless
leave ’em in a dead pool, like ryan
reynolds, or royce da 5’9
if we talking ’bout rhymin’
y’all concerned with the timing, but my clock is on timeless
yeah boy, i’m flavor flav chain wild’n, and these earrings ain’t even real diamonds
(still shinin’ still shinin’ yeah)

[verse 3]
i’m just tryna cop expensive fits
look, i’m still shining with no necklaces
write my story, reap the benefits
only signing if i own my sh-t
but i’m down to chop it up with some executives
she wanna f-ck me because of my rhetoric, head legit
smokin’ on that amazon, we just rolled a firestick
this sound like it set a precedent
this sound like some f-ck the president, penning letter sh-t
she my flex, hop up on the uhh, do the the splits, make it disappear pen and teller sh-t, so legit
rewrite the script, just to even the score
then bring it to your door, i swear i got delivery boy
uhhh

[hook]
i’m just chillin with my, day, ones, yah
hoodies and shorts ’cause you can’t predict the weather
i got ice, in my, veins, uhh
smokin cookies i bought, i’m prepared for whatever yeah
(ayy) prepared for whatever
(ice)
yeah, say i’m prepared for whatever, uhh
ayy, prepared for whatever
(ice)
yeah, say i’m prepared for whatever uhh

- chris truent lyrics

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