Method Man, Wu-Tang Clan, Killah Priest, Chris Rivers - Frozen

Music is life I ain't in to fashion or ice I ain't into chain snatchin' ain't into smackin' a wife Fan supportin' don't never askin' the price If you new you can't afford it you better askin' advice Stick to the point if I ever had me a night Y'all gas better hope I don't ever have me a light Meth, not the type for doin' the pipe But the type when you feel it you know I'm doing it right You know I spit it but hate to love to admit it They criticizing the lyrics 'cause everybody's a critic, look I push the limit while rappers is pushing gimmicks I use it to push my pen in then add it in to the premise hook Y'all, still talk about it and I still live it Underground without a shovel and still dig it It's always been about the struggle y'all just didn't get it My hood trouble if y'all don't live it then don't visit Most of us poppin' pain sellin' drugs in the rain I don't sweat money, neck chiseled and frost Make money maintainin' build me a train Rollin' buddha ice cooler Grey Goose and the big Ruger Most of us poppin' pain sellin' drugs in the rain I don't sweat money, neck chiseled and frost Make money maintainin' build me a train Rollin' buddha ice cooler Grey Goose and the big Ruger Color me bad, face in merge blood in the bath Switchblade, quick raid, drugs on the glass Ugly villains, hunchback, guns for the killin' Suit and case FBI planted bug on the millions Shootouts, hang clouts on the train ride Mafias, assassins, cocaine is inside Fat man with the pinky ring laughin' Movin' in static, through traffic, the hot spots call the dragon His head is bald, enemies of all, his hands are claws Cigar is lit targets are hit His broad is fit with the largest tits Through the fog they sit Helicopters over Nicaragua, scoop for dollars Dig for lobster, the zoo of tigers Piss and jaguars, the bets, Nascar, threats Nasa, fools wear wires, shooters was hired Most of us poppin' pain sellin' drugs in the rain I don't sweat money, neck chiseled and frost Make money maintainin' build me a train Rollin' buddha ice cooler Grey Goose and the big Ruger Most of us poppin' pain sellin' drugs in the rain I don't sweat money, neck chiseled and frost Make money maintainin' build me a train Rollin' buddha ice cooler Grey Goose and the big Ruger Like the Shaolin astoundin' pound grounds like groundings Bouncin' be the largest nigga pounds or ounces Well rounded like Persif, my verses birth inertia Converge, surge, hurt and burn ya Philosophical spit particle sun chronicle Known to bust a clip and swift kick without your opticals In the hop or two I spit particles follicles written Punches hit with nautical drifts, spark up the spliff Wrist samurai, glamorize strikes cleaner than sanatize You fantasize real could show it more if I Panama Bronx symphony stomp lyrically, chomp diss emceees Burn my, wouldn't even give you niggas my sympathies Feelin' me, said you feelin' me you niggas feel the heat Braveheart and you leave departed like Hawk's enemies Marvel, marvelous my art is bliss If you ain't the nicest you a target bitch, Chris We the first niggas that did that shit I don't give a fuck what nobody say Most of us poppin' pain sellin' drugs in the rain I don't sweat money, neck chiseled and frost Make money maintainin' build me a train Rollin' buddha ice cooler Grey Goose and the big Ruger Most of us poppin' pain sellin' drugs in the rain I don't sweat money, neck chiseled and frost Make money maintainin' build me a train Rollin' buddha ice cooler Grey Goose and the big Ruger