Tore down stages as much as Ive torn blunts…
Hotbox the venue while screaming with sore lungs…
Used to get drunk, tell the crowds that they sucked…
And run up a bar tab if they aint paying enough…
The White Boy in the 4th Grade with Fubu at the cook out…
Most the dope shit I rock… Got it as a look out…
Shit my parents got me… They got it as a look out…
They say your name wrong? Thats collections homie look out…
Hang up the phone, dont say nothing…
Unless its hell to the no… or whose that muthafucka?
Yea… Never heard of him…
Like that rapper talking shit letting Rupaul fuck him…
Too raw coming… [pause]… Coming To Raw…
Ill take your bitch like im Drake stealing the loot out her bra…
Grimey… Noreaga under Def Jams arm…
Drunk at the table, with Lyor Cohen…
Telling him shits gone soft, we need to ring the alarm…
But too late… shit was already gone.
WOOOP WOOP thats the sound a polices…
Got the building surrounded, Infiltrated even…
Dont ask me why… the game is full of leeches…
Calling me salty when they lack the Rhyme & Reason.
credits
from Ice In The Cup,
track released April 19, 2024
Produced By Pacewon
Recorded at the rapper's Brooklyn apartment during lockdown, this album offers poignant reflections on the uncertain decisions defining the uncharted territory of today's reality. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jul 21, 2020