Artist: automatic
Song: freestyle
My ice stay colder than a killers heart , so when i exhale you see smoke . What now yall niggaz cant breath so let me loosin up the yoke . I must have you shook or something how come when you talk to me you stutter . Claimed you was hard as a rock , but you softer than butter . I keep my foes in arms reach , and never afriad to pull a trigger Another day another doller , so i must lay down another nigga . I stack chips like the world was a pocker game . This is were the flames is . Please try to step to this so we get to see how good my aim is . Look down this is my terf so u better watch were your crossin . One blast will have bodys turning stond cold like Steve Austin . Your cake aint shit when it comes to my stacks of bread and chips , one punch will have you buggin like a crack head with out a fix . My squad always stay keeping niggaz in check . Niggaz know when we roll through to auto-matically hit the deck what you expect . Niggaz is real hard headed when it comes to the bread ice gotta big price thats why they always a step a head .
