[Verse One: Buc Fifty]
I'm too hot to handle though, too bold to fold
I could raise Hell then freeze it, nigga I'm that cold
Billion below zero, I fear no queer flow
Turn the fluid in a devil's bones to cherry ice cones
Give him hypothermia from my isotones
Look out below, out the sky, hitting your dome
Frozen H2O, hundred pound icicles
I'll throw an '84 quarter in the sky, locked and load
Bust one shot and like magic the quarter's gone
But look behind ya back though, stacked up on the floor
Five brand new, 2000 nickles
Bust a cat with a shot, make burger's fry, shaking pickles
Like a knife twisted in ya gut this shit tickle
When I die, go to Heaven with Red Fox and sip ripple
[Verse Two: Freestyle]
Behold the cold blade of Excalibur
Never to pity fools
Rule with an iron hand, so it's simple to break the rule
Out of sight of our kingdom, your problems are minuscule
Musketeers rush ya fears, ya subject to ridicule
Man With An Iron Mask, get cast deep in the dungeon
With torches to your orchard, ya band is stoned, bludgeoned
As I seize with ease, consider me ya legacy of chivalry
Ubiquity, legendary's epitome
The planet's are aligned to my Gibralter's design
Round table is where we dine
Five divine concubines in shining armor
Defining karma with swords attached to brandish mic hoards
And all you have to do is press record
Moat surrounds the castle but yet we still catapult
Giving you bad results for your villages and cults
Monster like the Loch Ness
Mid evil cerebral as my accomplish
Is Swollen Members
I'm too hot to handle though, too bold to fold
I could raise Hell then freeze it, nigga I'm that cold
Billion below zero, I fear no queer flow
Turn the fluid in a devil's bones to cherry ice cones
Give him hypothermia from my isotones
Look out below, out the sky, hitting your dome
Frozen H2O, hundred pound icicles
I'll throw an '84 quarter in the sky, locked and load
Bust one shot and like magic the quarter's gone
But look behind ya back though, stacked up on the floor
Five brand new, 2000 nickles
Bust a cat with a shot, make burger's fry, shaking pickles
Like a knife twisted in ya gut this shit tickle
When I die, go to Heaven with Red Fox and sip ripple
[Verse Two: Freestyle]
Behold the cold blade of Excalibur
Never to pity fools
Rule with an iron hand, so it's simple to break the rule
Out of sight of our kingdom, your problems are minuscule
Musketeers rush ya fears, ya subject to ridicule
Man With An Iron Mask, get cast deep in the dungeon
With torches to your orchard, ya band is stoned, bludgeoned
As I seize with ease, consider me ya legacy of chivalry
Ubiquity, legendary's epitome
The planet's are aligned to my Gibralter's design
Round table is where we dine
Five divine concubines in shining armor
Defining karma with swords attached to brandish mic hoards
And all you have to do is press record
Moat surrounds the castle but yet we still catapult
Giving you bad results for your villages and cults
Monster like the Loch Ness
Mid evil cerebral as my accomplish
Is Swollen Members
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