[Round 1: Head ICE]
I took you cause you somewhat of a spokesman for all my haters
A out-of-town n***a that could be on the couch or in the bed
With one of my neighbors
He feel he got the scoop, but this ain't ice cream
I'll Math this man then hook, on ice cream
He thinkin Method Man 'n hook on Ice Cream
That's why you been Jerry in the circle n***a, no ice cream
So next time you're in your car, tune in I know why cats want to get at you
Your records wouldn't ship at a loading dock
You a nobody like Robocop
SP right only 2 liters like the soda pop
S-P-R-I-T-E 2 anyways
I volleybal your shit then go to the Nets game
You almost died cause a guy felt her thigh and it wasn't a guess game
You be trippin, but staying out of the helicopter route
Cause when we be tripping, we be bringing hella coppers out
Long choppers, clips like a Harley Davidson seat
Give you that loud ride to that place you should be
You a fruit loop with nutrition facts
Clips ain't spilling milk cause that wasn't the right house
He went to squab in the kitchen at
You got prostitutes, a Glock to shoot
'Lil white bitch that gives you lots of loot
How ironic you promoting that and her ex-boyfriend
The promoter is the one who sent you to the hospital
He's going to rap about my dick cause he prayed for my incarceration
But my (?) is his cousin
But you won't hear none of that in the bars he came with
Fuck boy, no day in jail
Took myself to the precinct, no Dave Chappelle
Cause I got 3 daughters n***a, I ain't take it well
But back to the gutter, you grabbed the clippers
When Charles Hamilton ran on you like you was getting a haircut
And that's the chair you rent out of the shop to make money in
Now that was some sucka, shit
When Charles Hamilton said some shit in his song
I ran down on him in the projects elevator like "fuck is this?"
So when it come down to who would do what
When a real man step to them, you and him a fucking bitch
You got no shame, used to be a first ave n***a with no fame
Muslim n***a who watch Soul Train
Grew up to date white women, so plain
You got Kevin heart on Soul Plane
If I give a bird, man to a young thug I'ma feel a 'lil weezy
About the whole thing
You asked Lush did he get shot at like you know the shooter
When Lush know a shooter that can get you shot at up close and sooner
You a body! No peace be with you brother Ahmed
Now take these shots! Arm leg a leg a arm head n***a
ICE!
[Round 1: Serius Jones]
You is family Ice
Now you old, fresh out of bars, and trying to be in Jones position
How ironic cuz
You got the swag of everybodyās uncle that just came home from prison
What up Wolf? They mightāve heard that terminology
But you aināt break it down properly
So follow me to the Odyssey, back to the block with me
Eighth ave when my moms kicked me out, good thing my aunt a g
RIP, shoutout to Fat Cat, Bogod, Dre Solid b
Thatās Wolf, means We Only Love Family, thatās the policy
So why is he, still throwing the Wolf up, well let's be honest g
You been backed up on the pack, letās get all this shit out
This your colonic b
See you remember Drew Hamilton projects? 17th floor?
I was 17 when you was bagging that raw
In that cellophane, when we sell to fiends
And I was a nosey kid
But he was treating his nose, thatās what the homie did
See he made that work disappear
But you was like the Wizard of Oz and yāall know what a O-Z is
Itās a āOā so them kilos and biz is felonious
Cuz we know Jones is a OG so letās think about how old he is
See I tried to help you when you was whipping that white girl
Meaning ya girl car
Then I took you from a local n***a to a world star
And what you do, typical, never stay in tune
Wolves donāt worry about getting outshined
You only howl cuz you jealous of the moon
They ask you who you came up with, you never celebrate ya goons
See ICE never say no names but catch em in interrogation rooms
Aww man, lord knows the Gās us
You act hard here boy, but you a hardware store, you made them keys up
He said he G checked T-Rex, please bruh
See Ice box but when it comes to them treys/trays he freeze up
Itās aight you know what Iām saying I do this cuz I got the cheat code
You about to get 84 gramād, 3-0ās, lets goā¦
[Round 2: Head ICE]
Suck my dick! Straight like that
You donāt gotta make no funny sounds to get punched in yo face like that
We not in the United States, and you donāt know Drake like that
So after this battle if I decide to rob you
You donāt know where the precinct is, so I aināt stressin a case like that
N***a I let you taste a bat, or a chrome nozzle
Beat you with the back of a screw driver
In front of a bus full of kids and they school driver
Tell Tashim I miss her head
But if she ever play with me again Iāma send you her body
But itās gon miss her head
Man miss me with irrelevant fake shit, I donāt take shit
Including pussy, I wipe my ass and doo doo mush em
Cuz to us itās no clue you pussy
You almost got yourself killed in a fight scene in ya own movie
You ya own groupie
I make you choke yourself with ya own jewelry
Bitch n***a, Casino style
You and ya brother in a ditch n***a
Math punched you in ya face
And had you wandering around like the eye on ya cousin thatās aā¦
I need to see paper work
You riding around in a Benz like you a go getter
Promoting you got hoes and you a ho n***a
I get ya car washed and bullets will run through yo chest like these gold diggers
You a act who play it well
Have you in that black raised from cells
Cuz the first gat I raised was a gauge at the age of 12
What happened to you being Muslim? Newspapers and bean pies
Itās nothing ludicrous; they all knew you would pork out when itās beef time
Gun under the shoulder like deodorant balls
You hear rapid barks like a Doberman dog
Then more barks like the owner aināt home
Now you know that Iām a pet lover
The Desert Eagle will leave you but the Hawk'll be ya step brother
Step brotha, bloaw! Stepbrothers, cuz I give you all pops like step mothers
Ice will wet a n***a, you wanna buck it? Challenge
This silver will be under a star like it run with Dallas
Ask Tony Romo or any other street hooker or fag that know he homo
And youāll see how much power behind these punches
Like watching boxing slo-mo
I should ox ya throat tho!
ICE! N***a!
[Round 2: Serius Jones]
I know he got a voice like he still Sumos
But itās funny to me cuz I know the real you tho
And dog is an old cartoon that aināt been on in years
But yāall feel Pluto
See I been getting chicken and spinach since a squint in my Pop-eyes
You canāt do me greasy cuz I live oil but I still blew tho
See you a half steppin back stabbing n***a acting Big Daddy Kane
Thatās why Iām able to kill you bro
See you sneaky though, like grimey in a bad way
You yell a lot but you never smoked nobody
So donāt be a menace when I use you as an ashtray
See you the type to give the little homie the pump
And then you gas em, petroleum and told em to dump
But Iām like damn wolf why you gassed the lil homie to smoke em?
He like ānah I told that n***a to stop holding the bluntā
My n***a you petty, Reggie and two start telly smelly
Never ready teddy, yeah you pender in the grass, just a Rob Kelly
Fruity, heard you using stems not the one from cherries
Yeah you got that Keisha but you buns, not the one from Belly
Chicken felonies, itās weird charges, you canāt even tell what they mean
See Iām the bear and you the deer in this here forest, no hook
Iāll AR-AB through ya bars like Kareem
See they thought the swag was you
Nah itās just what comes with 8th avenue
Ironic I used to watch you baggin up drugs
Now you getting drug while Iām baggin you
See you couldnāt be the plug
So you found a public outlet like ya phone died
For years youāve been crying for me to peel ya onion
So Iāma cut you thick, the long kind
Do you greasy til ya skin starts to bubble and the foam rise
Yeah thatās how Iāma cook you
Since you claim you love her, love her home fries
You said out ya mouth on camera āPat Stay so big
When I was in the elevator without a weapon I felt threatenedā
On camera, I said āHead stop bitching!ā
Then you told K-Shine āreal killers can tell by the leg twitchā
No n***a, real killers keep shooting till the leg stop twitching
Yeah itās alright though, I know how you said step brother
Cuz you 40 and still live with ya moms and you a pet lover?
What does that mean? I aināt even gon go off the head on you
Iāma keep it cuz you said ya moms dead so itās dead on you
[Round 3: Head ICE]
Foolio!
Now yāall see the difference between me and stupido
Making songs for the money but got famous off of beats without a studio
Speaking of studio, thatās your apartment size
Ya closet a port-a-potty
You canāt flush shit, just give me all you can find
I tell my n***as
Search all the Gucci, Jordan and Prada shoeboxes in the bathroom
Give me yo keys n***a, here search the car
Cuz them 4 doors and that trunk is the last rooms
All I heard was āI found itā Iām like āCash? Drugs?ā
They like āBoth! And the coats hanging over the bath tubā
You a walking fake chain, every jeweler make you
I said youāll walk in, fake, chain, every jew will make you
You got ya style from the lost and found, you aināt schooling n***as
I could rent out my pad, Iām so super n***a
If I swoop a n***a, over his head, Campbells can
You lookin for souper n***a? Man to man
At my lowest lane you in an ambulance
I told you I was gon bar you, liquor shot
After this Iāma bar you, lick a shot
My boot-leg will run you out of the tenement spot
My bootleg run Serius out the tenement spot
Bars! The same one Bishop thought
He could save Blizzard from that owner pistol
You donāt own a pistol, now see these will burn through your tracks
Thatās how I get on it with you
Line for line Iām dancing around em, no Soul Train
Cuz if I give a bird man to a Young Thug Iāma feel a Lil Weezy
About the whole thang
I let apes peel, ooooh baby, if you owed me a meal
Iāll be dead or a serial killer who got locked, worked out
Got so swole in the cage, Iāll really know how apes feel
But I kill 8 family members and we even
Wanna know how we straight? Build
After every murder thereās a family gathering plate
So fuck how my message taste, thatās 8 mills/meals
Jones in the wrong mission, this aināt Indiana
In the end he Anna, Nicole Smith
OJ, they gon lock you up for stealing ya own shit
I give em the whole brick, yāall thinking 4 quarter kilos
In this house he fall asleep though for being a rat with a peephole
You Pookie belt
Take this n***a outside and kill him 3 times
You get the same murder Pookie felt
All you see is 3 9ās n***a, like the price of a teddy bear in a gift shop
Iāll let this go (Disco) in the club like the latest hip-hop
On that note, I donāt know who you wanna be, Cat Daddy
Iām mad you related to any of my sons, Cat Daddy
Thatās his cousin, you heard him, Cat, Dre, Solid, you heard em
ICE n***aā¦
[Round 3: Serius Jones]
That was aight n***a
But from the audience response the hottest bar you ever said here was āICE N***Aā
You out here swaggin, but ya watch is falling off so howās that real gold?
You in ya last round admitting you n***as rush cribs then steal clothes
For the fans that donāt understand, itās incredible to expectation
Cuz in America itās less debating
But if you a rapper or a street n***a getting money
The one thing you canāt afford is a federal investigation
Cuz just behind bars they pursuing n***as
N***as acting like they with the shits but in they raps suing n***as
See Iām from Jersey, sure (Shore)
You can get found in a Surf just for (Tsu) suing n***as
I was like born with no arms, itās like I got a body on my hands
See the guns I wave so big, Tsunami be like āDamnā
See you out of pocket, scrambling in the red zone
I made you think you made a play on me, b
Then I knock him out soon as he touch down
You know what that is? A KO-TD
Bars, when beef shells crack off easy
But at my peak Iām the guy yo, Taco style
And if I dip and then chip you, you gon here that just bitter nacho sound
See I never got beat up, I got snuffed
But you give the game a black eye for having Ice around
See I couldāve got a lump sum for Blackout
But you know when you put Ice on the knot goes down
You not a rapper, you a cancerous teacher
But you probably have a problem (Heisenberg?)
Now you on that Meth and canāt protect ya neck, I know you god (U-God)
You was probably on YouTube Inspecting the Deck
But you know Iāll cap a don (Capadonna)
But I got 36 Chambers to shoot at you through
And since you wanting to bring up Math
Iām just showing you the damage I could do with a Wu/Woo
They do pull-ups on my bars, this is lyrical exercise
If you wanna call this man a kin (mannequin)
Then we need to address my Ex
Her size will have you rollin like X
When I mark the spot I make em exercise
You giving work out the shop for hoes
Iām so lazy I never even ask my ex her size
See Ill Will Jamaican called me and said, āyou wan rap with Ice?ā
Make him smell the blade and get the accent rightā
I said āhold up, cuz I donāt even use accentsā right
And he said āno you see the axe that you use for Lyt
Well use the same axe āpon Ice
And then make him smell the blade so him can get the axe scent rightā