Akajou - Da Ice Man

Lyrics

Verse 1:
Come get it! Come get it!
Rap sandman, take the job and I finish
Streets flock to me cos they want no gimmicks
Niggas sellin trees and the block they limit

Play my ep and I bet they listen and glisten
Live how I invision, my mission condition

Ma left me in da bando, now I jam yo
Got a vast artillery like rambo

Life’s a gamble, came to win it
Pop Dom P, i’m the cure like spinach
More green than Greenwich
Niggas menace like Dennis
Directing on the mic cos I been this

Not a scrimmage, I blur ya image
I raised the stakes so I got new enemies
Niggas wanna curse me like the Kennedys

For the rap game, yeah I got the remedy
New styles, new trials, new energy
Da compound in town and we in da jeep
Who could top that? Soul I got that
I roll with the calico and it’s cocked back!

Chorus 2x:
I goes hard for da fam
Not bobby drake but I am da ice man
The world imma take, it’s respect I demand
Gotta remind ya’ll who the fuck I am, damn!

Verse 2:
Dun spit it! Dun spit!
So professional, with tha gang out in Venice
They keep my record spinnin
Cos I make em tango
Ghetto angel, sippin on orange juice that’s mango

These rappers same ol, with that plain ol
Vision unstable, so they sign to labels
Chickens in my coup, cos my nuts hang low
I’m a light to a prism, make it rainbow

My hair nappy so my curls tangle
Keep a sane flow, my jewels jangle
They sell souls for a top 10 single
So I play bingo
Hit em with a jingle
Watch me work
A nigga rose from the dirt
Knowin my worth
A-k was put first
I’m unrehearsed, fake niggas be the worst
Movin like ser-pents
Ladies & gents
The streets steelo
Da light skin brown nino
In a rocket like kineval
This world medival


Fulla weasels, plaguin like measles
So my flow loud
It’s to rap that I vow, yeah

Got a 9 nine that I call cloud, yeah
In town is da compound, yeah
In ya Benz, play these new sounds, yeah
Lit the stink the scent is loud, yeah
Made big country say owow, yeah

I’m the best here
Ice man! The world is my vice man
Roll the dice and make em pay da price band
Chorus 2 x

Verse 3:
Quick witted, quick witted
Writin rhymes every, cos i’m quick wit it

Got a beat i hit it, gear be exquisite
Styles be tremendous, verbs be stupendous

They diminish, damage ya lineage
Like a wrecking ball

The world so small and my spirit too tall
So I keep it lowkey, blow green mochi
More style and expression than emoji

Think u kno me?
Then you’d know i’m dopest, feel this opus, (pause)

Ice man! The world is my vice man
Roll the dice and make em pay da price band

Chorus out