[Intro]
I'd like to make a toast...
To the gift of giving, the pleasure of pleasing and receiving
Median's Relief

[Verse 1]
They call me Iceman, no diamonds in my wallet
None in my ears, I don't even rock rocks
But when I step in the room, the time stands still
And gets greasy, you can feel a slight chill
6-1-buck-70, light fill, dark brown, I'm so calm, there's no ice grill
Plain clothes, never accumulate it, lame foes
No games, stop playing, I don't even game hoes
His style and his actions explain them the most
That's why I run with a slick crew, [?]
I catch my reflection, and a lady is chose
Look into the eyes of a guy with strange flows
Plenty foes, but the flow's more ancient than Rome
The tiger's [?] is breaking the mold
The balance of the body is taking its toll
I master my highest, the game is exposed

{Hook: Phonte]
I'm so cool baby
The way I walk and talk and do the freaky things to you, ohh
I'm so cool baby
Lay back and [?], ohh
[Verse 2]
March 4th, in '79, when God spoke
She told me March 4th like my date of my birth
Let there be light, she made and gave to me
Saying let there be light, baby, Median's Relief
I'm like "Median's Relief? What could they want from me"
I'm just a simple man with his ear to the streets"
My feet's [?], the rhythm, it soothes me
But can I paint a picture so accurately
Yet so abstract, mathematics and degrees?
Give it all I got, complete this soul in me
Good better my best, to [?]
Hot lines, good better my best, the track skeets
Skidmarks like cars on the old school jeans
All 'cos that Eccentric rhythm, it soothes me
Changing Median, I'm feeling so Moody
I put the "ool" in "Cool", the cool is released
The cool is Relief

[Hook]

[Outro: Phonte]
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