Ras Kass: Soul on ice (remix)

The waterproof MC, you ain't wettin' me You need to stop rappin' and start robbin' banks like Steady B Cause see, no matter how much green you make You never taste the avocado, just another broke Versace model Tiger Woods ain't even up to par in the game of survival That's why I'm pissin' in y'all Cristal bottles Drink Listerine, brush my teeth with amphetamine So I can sound fresh and say dope things in between You strike to five my average snorter, I want a woman With the body of a hoochie and a personality like Gloria Can't even say I didn't know 'cause while we wanna be NWA they create the NWO How many years, fo' mo' so fuck them fake John Gotties Ain't got no Mazzeraties I be at the party sippin' on Todies My niggas pumpin' areas, out Audies in Saudi I'm thuggish ruggish to the bone, and I'm gonna dis everybody Chorus (x2): You want the truth, can't handle the truth, you want Lexus Moonroof, Hennesssy 80 proof Niggas scared to death, playin' the game of life Soul on ice I keep the afterparty swervin', *inhale* not quite like Michael Irvin Edumacating urban youth, like it or not These soliloquies explain our people's lack of stability You keepin it real, but ain't got a clue what reality really be See the diameter of your knowledge Is the circumference of your activity, me I knew the deal before Babyface went solo, baggin' dime pieces Stackin' dividends and dressin' in more linen than Yoko Ono But on the low doe we fightin' over the scraps Worshippin' the almighty dollar In God We Trust, look it over Now what the fuck pyramids got to do with the pilgrims or Jehovah Novus Ordo Seclorum means New World Order That's why I keep my friends close and my enemies closer We runnin' around in thousand dollar clown suits Better get some boots when Lucifer turn your city to Beirut Chorus: (x2) You want the truth, cna't handle the truth, you want Lexus Moonroof, Hennessy 80 proof Niggas scared to death, playin' the game of life Soul on ice Void one time got Lela Rochon callin' my Jimmy Sunshine Fifth floor on the Mandriane, so go 'head fella Pop your dime, I'm the man whose esophagus Transform to a gat like Megatron He'a sporter known to Bob Costas, give it a name and you a hater But violence don't play that game Guerilla penmanship, the, preacher impeacher Heat seek an MC when I get pissed like a urethra My day-to-day I'm tryin' to bubble, first place This paper I chase, Touch Me and Tease Me like Case But in the millenium, this CREAM turns electronic UPC barcodes on the hand is demonic They got concentration camps from Alaska to Jersey But when the President declare a national emergency You can't crock notes tryin' to Rock The Vote I'm spittin' razor-sharp quotes tryin' to slit a nigga's throat Chorus: (x2) You want the truth can't handle the truth, you want Lexus Moonroof, Hennessy 80 proof Niggas scared to death, playin' the game of life Soul on ice Uh, uh Yeah I'm rhymin', beats provided by Diamond