This is what i got
Rollin through the city
Nothin but a bicycle
People say my flows to cold im crashin on em like a icicle
When i see yo face im the #1 spitter
When i see yo mom im the #1 hitter
Thats all i got...
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Edited by Bistromathics: 7/3/2013 10:42:44 PM[quote]Rollin through the city Nothin but a bicycle People say my flows to cold im crashin on em like a icicle When i see yo face im the #1 spitter When i see yo mom im the #1 hitter[/quote] I see you rollin' on your punk-ass bicycle, I'm revvin', so you know I'm about to hit you like sickle... cell anemia, School you like academia, You're frozen veggies in my microwave, so you know I'm straight steamin' ya. You're just ice in my freezer, so I'll crush you like hammer-time, Phase you out before you can flow, bitch that's [i]sublime.[/i] I'll spit fire over your verse, you can't speak with the interruption, You're an ice sculpture of Pompeii, and I'm a Vesuvius eruption. You always gonna see my face in your nightmares, Waking up, flailing around, 'cuz you think I'm right there. So when you see my face, you're the #1 drooler, I put you in yo place, so I'll take a day like Bueller.