Ice Cream Freestyle by Matt Fuze Lyrics
[Verse 1: Matt Fuze]
Tell the mic 1-2-1-2 like rolling papers I'm raw
I burn these emcees with a lighter
Treat them like a cigar
My Cuban link weighing a lot
Your shit as thin as a straw
Cats stab you in your back with something small as a claw
I make your head spin
While you be sipping hypnotic
Dashing like sonic
Drinking syrup, never coughing
Like dreads I'm never locking no hoes
From different area codes
Money coming in loads
Haters step on your toes
This like David and Goliath story
I'll hit you with a punch line
Right on your head and make you feel lost
Like you're fucking a Dory
Try mean you'll be history
I turn this into bloody stories
When I split it's fucking gory
I'm a fucking walking prodigy
What I spit is sickening
The youngest in the game
But the realist to keep on listening
Focused like I'm on Ritalin
Sick I need penicillin
Got your main bitch in my calls
Cause you're sweeter than fucking glycerin
Really I've been doing this
Lots of shit I cherish
I'm so ahead of my time
I was watching my parents’ marriage
After big and pun, man this game I had inherit
If you ain't rolling with me
Then I don't really plan on sharing
It's crazy when I started
I just did it for fun
Look for a bitch at a Catholic school
Guess I'm leaving with nun
Leave your bitch around my lane
Be a decision that's dumb
I see that you’re softer than bread
And so I left you in crumbs
You see I like to keep a flashy pack
With high-end type chains
And some cocaine whites keep a designer pack
I'll keep you floating like a fucking a log
And make two bitches lock their bodies
With each other like its cat-dog
You couldn't flow like this to change your life
I ain't a gangsta or a thug just keep it real
So don't you lose your sight
Calling me out you better stand a fight
These 50 bars will have you fucking overdosing on a pair of Nike's
Tell the mic 1-2-1-2 like rolling papers I'm raw
I burn these emcees with a lighter
Treat them like a cigar
My Cuban link weighing a lot
Your shit as thin as a straw
Cats stab you in your back with something small as a claw
I make your head spin
While you be sipping hypnotic
Dashing like sonic
Drinking syrup, never coughing
Like dreads I'm never locking no hoes
From different area codes
Money coming in loads
Haters step on your toes
This like David and Goliath story
I'll hit you with a punch line
Right on your head and make you feel lost
Like you're fucking a Dory
Try mean you'll be history
I turn this into bloody stories
When I split it's fucking gory
I'm a fucking walking prodigy
What I spit is sickening
The youngest in the game
But the realist to keep on listening
Focused like I'm on Ritalin
Sick I need penicillin
Got your main bitch in my calls
Cause you're sweeter than fucking glycerin
Really I've been doing this
Lots of shit I cherish
I'm so ahead of my time
I was watching my parents’ marriage
After big and pun, man this game I had inherit
If you ain't rolling with me
Then I don't really plan on sharing
It's crazy when I started
I just did it for fun
Look for a bitch at a Catholic school
Guess I'm leaving with nun
Leave your bitch around my lane
Be a decision that's dumb
I see that you’re softer than bread
And so I left you in crumbs
You see I like to keep a flashy pack
With high-end type chains
And some cocaine whites keep a designer pack
I'll keep you floating like a fucking a log
And make two bitches lock their bodies
With each other like its cat-dog
You couldn't flow like this to change your life
I ain't a gangsta or a thug just keep it real
So don't you lose your sight
Calling me out you better stand a fight
These 50 bars will have you fucking overdosing on a pair of Nike's