By: clickclackcity

clickclackcity — Sat, 06 Sep 2008 05:18:54 +0000

Soul on ice no heart no post no sleep (no sleep) /
got me in these streets with my soul on ice /
all night no rest these streets (these streets)
got me in too deep with my soul on ice /
no money or power this street (this street) /
well my blood might leak cuz my soul on ice /
no guts no glory this ink (this ink) /
got me all on the beat and my soul on ice /

and i rode on that train no breaks on /
head-on collisions i’m still having visions /
me on the throne with the world in my left hand /
but still on the block gotta use what i got /
and i walk with my soul on ice on gasoline blocks /
matchbook ready to strike i’m trying to weave out /
be out but the grind is all in me /
from my kidneys to the blood in my veins /
and my age don’t match the days i done living /
the blocks that i’m on got me all in the zone /
run blind high off life get a rush like /
i’m high off pipes yea i am in it to the fullest /
bottom of the night one shot one bullet /
in it to the death no cause and no refs /
and i play just to play my manz /
that block i am get it right i die for fam what /

yea couldn’t pay for a better story /
in the gut of the belly of the beast and i /
rain dance heavy on these streets heavy in the /
heat all in harm’s way heaven ain’t in reach and i /
paged to this block for life got my shackles on /
hand-cuffed to trife with no limits /
if it ain’t hell they cursed the whole village em- /
barked in a aura with lost souls roam (souls roam) /
from the block to my first to my bones /
pierced through my spine this thug life is mine /
write prolific my soul is all in it every /
line every bar i’m hood to the core (to the core) /
and i write like i skate on ice /
under hell water and dance with death’s daughter /
slo all in it i swim in foul waters and /
still can’t leave its the air that i breathe

and i served on the wave of destruction /
all with the sharks i swim with ‘em man /
no life vest no feet and no hands /
curse by these words i am what you heard /
drunk holy juice trying to get my soul back /
ate of his flesh to the block i go back /
all on the block like this all black /
all in the twine i’m all in the grind /
push with my soul on froze and its like /
the norm me thuggin in years my blood bubbling /
walk in my air force ones blood money /
in my sean johns what yea i’m deep in the game /
all in the depths ?? every step
every move made like i seen to my death and /
i rode its the life i chose life i’m /
on right now and this is why now /

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