Ice Water

[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Tommy Hil' rockin' ice niggas Tommy Hil' ice rockin' niggas who fuck— Mira, aprende Take a one on one to this shit, y'all (Yeah) Get your nostrils clear (Yeah) Come on, sniff your brains out all my Al Capone, Al Pacino niggas (Yeah, word up) Who's down with drug smugglin' (Cappadonna, Golden Arms), yo, yo [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Check out the rap kingpin, the black Jesus I know a few niggas sniff coke and caught seizures Peace to half-moon Caesars and all the bitches in the bleachers Hot weather, sex on the beaches Jewelry shoppin' out of the country, deluxe luxury People sayin' that my chains look truck on me But what about the Wonder Woman bracelet? Two-oh point three diamond cut engraved rubies kid, I laced it My sweet tooth gotta nigga throbbin', ready for robbin' But first, hit Maria's for a butter almond The bionic microphone and smack mechanic Move like a bunch of Mexicans with bandanas Son, it's on, so we can just max a million I got the spot sewn so we can make a billion The God's tropical, ladies call me black fruit punch Rainbow flavor niggas murder niggas for lunch Peace to the Paris Crew and the avenue, and my nigga Jay Love Who carry switchblades on the reg, duke [Verse 2: Cappadonna] Yo, the first branch, the third leaf, whoever want it got beef I politic, show love, crush those who dare creep Into my realm of sunshine, I praise divine Fine line between Donna, dumb, deaf and blind He ain't mine, he shook like the faggots in daytime Crossed over grain while we was bubblin' moonshine Sippin' on a Moët, laid up, Rae-Gambino Mastermind the plan, Tony Starks, Cappachino Developed while your head be swellin' up off of the Nation Blinded by the ice while I release the confrontation Donna holy fat bags of weed, ravioli pasta Bodyguard the Killa Bee songs like Kevin Costner Infrared all inside your bumbo, rasta Cappadonna pimp the derby like the mobster [Interlude: Big Un & Raekwon] Yeah, yeah Ayy, spaghetti lame brain-ass niggas Quarters, nickels, and dimes, bitch, 'cept for overtime, nigga Any ass money suit me fine 'Cause I'm coming strong, breaking niggas backs, keepin' shit real If you haven't noticed, bitchy-ass, rusty-ass nigga Let me tell you this one time Tony Starks, Raekwon the chef Cappachino and Golden Arms is coming through mad strong From the isles of Shaolin For all them faggot-ass, rusty, chickenhead bitches, too Shup Shup baby? (Yo) [Verse 3: Raekwon] Back in the days, baggin' crack, scrapin' plates Flippin' cakes who them heavy head niggas hatin' Jakes? It be us, wall to wall soldiers, hangin' in halls gettin' over City niggas shoot for blood money, rockin' Rovers Stay dipped, don't have no money in your pocket in the streets Why these people mob money in they Jeep? Crack bums watch your back for jums Cost me for a fake twenty dollar bill, get 'em son, we ain't the one Politickin', plus vickin', sick of these Dominicans Eatin' good, had to shoot my way up out of Bennigan's That's life, to top it all off, beef with White Pullin' bleach out, tryin' to throw it in my eyesight Yo, fuck is on your mind?