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 f*ck 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
Wu-Tang Clan - Frozen Lyrics
Wu-Tang Clan - Frozen Lyrics
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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 f*ck 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
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 f*ck 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
Writer: Christopher Rios, Clifford Smith, Ronald Maurice Bean, Walter Reed
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.