Frozen

Sickkick Madonna Your honor Melt my heart yea as if Past life trauma way above average Don't fly Spirit paid dearly for the baggage High-tech world made me a modern day savage Ugh Seen some dark nights like Gladys Ugh Why ya trying to fray my Fabric Ugh Why you trying to kill my magic Ugh Why you trying conjure up the static I'm back to the back of the back with a g-shock Bumping 50 Cent, Rakim and Pete Rock Now every word that I write is a heat rock Hit em' right where it hurts everytime the beat drop Now they want more of me Love when I'm at war with me They just wanna corner me Wanna put a fork in me Fuck that Two middle fingers up bust back Wanna pop shots tell em run that Ugh Minor set back for the comeback Sickick with the handoff I'm scoring 6 like a running back Bet after they listen to this one they'll run it back Saying more in 6 bars than you on a whole track And that's facts hoe I run my whole operation like Castro eyes on the cash flow Cuz I've taken knives to the back bro But that's past so... Let's turn up the heat so I can mold it And let yourself go let me hold it Let me test drive it control it And let me kill your ego for the moment The most tender parts tend to neglect So I dosed it just right to help you eject Let the tape run peep the effects Let me unfreeze your heart and be your prefect