Ras Kass - Soul On Ice (Remix) lyrics

rate me

The waterproof MC, you ain't wettin' me

You need to stop rappin' and start robbin' banks like Steady B

Cause see, no matter how much green you make

You never taste the avocado, just another broke Versace model

Tiger Woods ain't even up to par in the game of survival

That's why I'm pissin' in y'all Cristal bottles

Drink Listerine, brush my teeth with amphetamine

So I can sound fresh and say dope things in between

Three strikes to five mics (forever snortin'), I want a woman

With the body of a whore and a personality like Lauryn

Can't even say I didn't know 'cause while we wanna be

NWA they create the NWO

How many years, fo' mo' so fuck them fake John Gotties

Ain't got no Mazzeraties I be at the party sippin' on Todies

My niggas pumpin' areas, out Audies in Saudi

I'm thuggish ruggish to the bone, and I'm gonna dis everybody

Chorus (x2):

You want the truth, can't handle the truth, you want

Lexus Moonroof, Hennesssy 80 proof

Niggas scared to death, playin' the game of life

Soul on ice

I keep the afterparty swervin', *inhale* not quite like Michael Irvin

Edumacating urban youth, like it or not

These soliloquies explain our people's lack of stability

You keepin it real, but ain't got a clue what reality really be

See the diameter of your knowledge

Is the circumference of your activity, me

I knew the deal before Babyface went solo, baggin' dime pieces

Stackin' dividends and dressin' in more linen than Yoko Ono

But on the low doe we fightin' over the scraps

Worshippin' the almighty dollar

In God We Trust, look it over

Now what the fuck pyramids got to do with the pilgrims or Jehovah

'Novus Ordo Seclorum' means 'New World Order'

That's why I keep my friends close and my enemies closer

We runnin' around in thousand dollar clown suits

Better get some boots when Lucifer turn your city to Beirut

Chorus: (x2)

You want the truth, cna't handle the truth, you want

Lexus Moonroof, Hennessy 80 proof

Niggas scared to death, playin' the game of life

Soul on ice

Void one time got Lela Rochon callin' my Jimmy Sunshine

Fifth floor on the Mandriane, so go 'head fella

Pop your dime, I'm the man whose esophagus

Transform to a gat like Megatron

He'a sporter known to Bob Costas, give it a name and you a hater

But violence don't play that game

Guerilla penmanship, the, preacher impeacher

Heat seek an MC when I get pissed like a urethra

My day-to-day I'm tryin' to bubble, first place

This paper I chase, Touch Me and Tease Me like Case

But in the millenium, this CREAM turns electronic

UPC barcodes on the hand is demonic

They got concentration camps from Alaska to Jersey

But when the President declare a national emergency

You can't crock notes tryin' to Rock The Vote

I'm spittin' razor-sharp quotes tryin' to slit the Pope's throat

Chorus: (x2)

You want the truth can't handle the truth, you want

Lexus Moonroof, Hennessy 80 proof

Niggas scared to death, playin' the game of life

Soul on ice

Uh, uh

Yeah

I'm rhymin', beats provided by Diamond