I make songs that sound like they had to be made Your songs make me wanna jump on a hand grenade Im just saying You gettin glossed over like a laminate You gotta qualify just to be in the race Not much you could say would even validate Pitch 8’s like Bobby Drake Gold flake make me salivate The worlds a bitter place My inner space habituates a winners fate Grew fins make waves til i split the lake Hit the wake then got baked til the news aint fake Shift shape hit stage and my views awake Few joints out May be next out of our city See my queen From the neck up, Nefertiti I seen the beam But the blade was my digi Just hit replay then relay what was hitting I Ignore the hate It aint sorta relevant Besides, I cant hear over this porsche revving Im in my sauna sweatin, honest reppin After that I’ll be loaded up and launching weapons On some next shit Me and cee gee Were the last 2 dots connecting Now you see the whole picture In a large projection The odds against them Half the time im tryin to find How to stop oppression So Whats a good wine if you cant pair it Cut your tail off like sans serif You fuckin up Like You got bad parents You got on designer But you bought it offa clearance The Names Frigid but you been known Been at it for a minute Crushing rocks like the flintstones Spit poems tap my pineal And Thats a shitstorm I smell like Prada Why you smelling like a thrift store Spread powder out like crop dust This our second time at it Yea Hot Fuzz Been up In the stuey Rippin loosies Got the gift of gab to choose me So i Hit em with the ooey And dont let off until they goooeeeeeyyyyy

(Frigid Verse) I aint fuckin wit ya weak bankroll Grinder full of green panko Monitor around my ankle Lay low Bout to paint the scene like im Van Gogh Put that torch to the rig And you let that flame go (flame go) I Got the white grape white owl my lifes great and i write wild I might vape I might chow match the right strain With The right flower I love haze I like sour Im gettin blazed Like right now I dont get dazed Just feel empowered So lick the plate Like its fuckin powder This is whole sale I aint messin with them quarterbags Made more off grass Than war and rap Im sorta gagged on sassafrass I dont want the hassleback not talking bout quarter backs Im taking on the master task tryna fuck that doja cat Swole up gettin organs mashed Yo i think im holdin back Cee Gee go an order snacks This is how you spose’ta rap Yo Wheres all my smokers at? I smoke until my lungs collapse peeling up a stoney patch Tryin to get my roley back

I am the fire The designer Every rerun of the wire The screachin of the tires Always reachin for whats higher Im preaching to the choir Every beat that I acquire Is A reason to admire The widening of the gyre Ima light this thing Inspire You leave alot to be desired I got a right to raise my iron While im raising my empire Momma said thered be days like this Thered be days like this Im only waving when the mack spits A bad bitch Gets smack in the nose When she acts pissed Facts is I only do this for reactions Got plenty a doe inside the mattress The bank, The IRA and back taxes My axis spinning Thats the secret to my advancements Semantics aside I got a plan to survive Expand and then thrive Some land to divide Among my blood line Got a tongue that dont tie Im far flung From the bottom rung Of the spine This aint run of the mill Cuz i aint wasting no time I get in front of the bills Like an offensive line Ill bag one of the jills If i think shes fine I keep it frigid to the utmost Cuz at first It was a bunch uh oh’s Now i splurge On a rusty snubnose Rap Harvey Pekar Visual themepark Kicked out of police cars i got mean bars I feel charged The steels large That name ring Ears sing and discharge You got nothing to bring To these charts Im far from a sweetheart You might bark But i bite like a street shark Complete Art And get compensated daily With this hunger Youd thought that id have rabies Scabies and eighty babies Im fucking crazy Cant nothing contain me The love that you gave me Didnt match my expectations The executioner of excellence Errecting effigies elated I bladed myself And let it flow on the canvas Advantage me For knowing to demand it I land on my feet Lookin over the planet My jam this heat Cuz I gots to have it

Verse 1: You lack the minerals and vitamins Who let the giant in? They way we movin U think we invested in some niacin The straws 24k So is the blade dividing it Eyes on the prize We dont vibe i aint buyin it I hustle to buy a car You hustle to feed a habit Just when you thought it was over They pulled me back in Jacked up Strapped up Ready for action Hotter than a wax pin Drugs wrapped in a napkin Fucked up with my last friend On the floor doin backspins Bouncers wont let us back in I stepped inside the black lodge It was a long stay Like a crack charge Doppelgängers act hard They wanna ride my wave Im like back off This is sazon Scram with that wack sauce Wax on wax off Heard you was sellin verses Next week they goin for half off We get it straight from the guallas Your small chihuahuas Stepping all over one spot In the same place for hours You couldnt think of a hot pun, not one I got my tools and Stretched it out like god’s son, Whip a drop thru gotham Often Stole base Im kenny lofton And i wont change Til im in a coffin These arent problems These are options Verse 2 They wanna marginalize me And take me out of my moment Put a name on what i made Duplicate it And clone it You aint fakin this omen I shank you up in the colon Its a claim that im Ownin Aint a lane i cant open Passin me a mic U gave a blade to say Conan I touch the keys like zaytoven Im a beast that stay roaming Easily just a piece of me Competes with your wholeness Obese cajones Im up in trees and homing The skills The beats We honing im Frigid Its a breeze, Im gloatin You puffin wind And to begin Im the ocean I been slick Sling a fact It brings in the “oh shit’s” The proof is the pudding That I put your dose in The pusher puttin Pressure He persist the notion I put a masterpiece together Without postin Yo im focused In case u havent noticed U better hold ya shit cuz im poachin Im back up in the spotlight Its ok to be different This is what it sounds like Most of you cant rhyme tight Me and cee gee killin it Listen to the sound byte

I bummed a bogie to Sly I said you do or you die Every day im out here gettin it Im gettin this pie Man, im living my life An I Carry the beat right Dont c I 2 I Cuz they too scared to be fly I must confess im not impressed By the precipice Its my intent to express Out our excellence These dudes cliche They live in the prerequisite This aint a test we the best When its comes to wrecking it Its the return of the champions Im writing fucked up shit And blaming the ambien I got lines to rip And this sounding anthem-ish Cant find the ship That they say we landed in This is dismantling reckless abandonment Take over any spot That im just standing in Young talent at work You gotta respect it Taking over the world With just a box full of records Shits so raw, it got the stamp on it shits too fly, SLY Cee Gee and Frigid the classical Gifted A Masterful image Got the gas to stay lifted The tracklist infinite undertones implicit opened my fifth business Its not fictitious Im vicious on my dean You can disconnect it I could make you bare your soul Befold i strip you naked I be knockin on your door Like utilities collectin Im a lethal Im a weapon Nod off to this in an intrepid Passin hot shots Plus shes pregnant You heard pop pop Then i jetted I been vetted I am legend You’re pathetic If you got talent But never stretched it Calisthenics Who needs Album credits The amalgam set it I promised i wouldnt See the hate and acknowledge it Im humbly astonishing Droppin jewels Like a clumsy gemologist

Frigid Verse So put your hands in the air an Im the heir thats apparent I came to challenge your merit Dont call the manager, Karen My staminas blaring I got the care to compare it To a mcClaren im careless And the wear with all To tear it I buried Im thirty plus And bagging foreign grams But i dont go to picnics Or hang out with boring dads Im norrin radd Blasting off Like a morning dab A sordid past that sorta Has A morbid wrath that leave you torn in half like a mortar blast You snortin lines Longer than the border has And your poor at math I broke the tweeter Listening to Masta killa Im a half gorilla And you’re sweeter than a saspirilla I operate in outerspace And dominate in the modern age Writing Venom Like donny cates I attack with rap Til the tracks deceased And its dope Plastic wrapped up in axel grease Its a masterpiece Esoteric It's like a military raid how we killin every stage the pen is Wes Craven Blood is fillin every page im incredible, kinda like the Hulk with in a rage yea Gamma rays, raisin hell here's your L, fill your grave bloodshed is red, giant is green we make the yella bellied rappers terrified on the scene I'm a wizard, no Kansas takin no chances I react like Galactus in a world like Volantis known to carry mics like books on college campuses brutalize a speakers thoughts, deeper than Altantis is ballin like Rondo and Ball out in Los Angeles damage is done, the gun-rappers gun vanishes amateurs think the rap styles glamourous til I knock em out the Solar system leave em planetless and floating in slow motion baby trust the process everything I do is Magik sister of Colossus

Frigid Verse God Bless the bed I was born on put that porn on drool on it like a moron I was up in Forest Lawn for a morning jog see I been waking up the dead since the break of dawn made a song with no Frigid on it? you made it wrong Im a ringer b working my pen until my fingers bleed who else you know improve so consistently consider me faded at the pinnacle you never made it so you jaded and your cynical we aint related and that hatings lookin pitiful i stopped delaying and embraced that I'm original i escaped Scott Free, Mr Miracle and I dont need much to write just some henny and space i keep my queens rotating Henry the eighth allegedly the bass blew off your face soon as i stepped on the stage do me a fave knock the roof off this place

When i was younger I contributed to rich cartels Turnin baseheads into champs like im Bill parcells Legend has it With some will Then you will prevail I had some skills That eclipsed Weighin Zips on scales I been killin it forever Yes i rip shit well I just manage to deliver But this aint no mail Green Giant cuz the content is nutritious I roamed the continents With a thicc chick thats my mistress I walked it out Til i wore out my meniscus You goin after us Break a leg Sid vicious What is this Everybody’s a legend But aint had hits since Oh yea thats right they just figments Of their imagination Idle minds the devils playground Stuck in stagnation Ima child of god Liberation Taking a bad situation And makin lemonade out the rations It was a popular drink and it still is I drank from the fountain of youth all you got was stale piss Im a big fat hollywood your rails thin Pen game wally wood You in a talespin Chateaubriand Im bringing beef to the table I came back from the beyond But they dont seam to be able Im the directors cut Youre seen on as cable I got that work that jumps And it leaves you disabled Stylish the way I rhyme tight Childish not child like Got a wild dish of fine white You forget your time is finite Sirens twitch giants lit And Thats hindsight I drop bars Thatll make u realign your jaw My bad bro Im A mutant when im rhymin raw I beat the game Initials at the highest score My dabload Looks like i q tipped a dinosaur Im the type of broken That just cant be fixed I been on some mean shit back on a green hit people wrote me off had me twisted like a helix Musta been nodding off On More dope Than River Phoenix Believe it Chilly behemoth Cee gee was heated 2 years old into the sequence Sequel, installment, what of it I had to reach up to the summit Just to see it, i done it growth was never stunted I took in all I could stomach And walked my happy ass down Cuz i dont how to plummet In a moment thats defining Its blinding, My minds a diamond Im tryin to find the hymen to mine it My timing is seismic devising Devices to dice with the vices Of life its designing, the sizes, the prices, the climate, Described as a full plate And motherfucker im chomping bites Buster douglas The way that i drop the mic

They ask me how I do it It's not my decision its my duty to keep improving off of what is god given I got a lot of ambition I just mark out the distance skip the roadblocks on the path and dont ask for permission cuz "party and Bullshit" is that throwback jam, I want my flowers and roses before I kick that can in and what my power imposes is to stick the landing the hours are closing to hit what Im planning a weak link might break your anchor and send u adrift thats a tale as old as time hiram abiff it may seem sacriligous but im not tryin to smash "Bitches" thatjust screams indignant I'd rather build a kinship with a princess that can run her own business lets kick the ballistics like an act of attrition I'd rather ripen to something sweet than to rot in perdition stocks risen the plot thickens stones hiding in them hands bet those shots hittin you supposed to be happy we made it not jealous and petty gave you the shirt off my back and didnt ask for a penny how do you react? anything but friendly got callouses on my hands and my feelings are empty

I'm playing Russian Roulette with a busty brunette i puff my last cigarette tryin to double my bet i wanna bubble then jet but I'm a fumbling mess plus my stomachs upset I'm in a puddle of sweat I pick up the gun inspect I feel it rub up my neck I wanna run for the decks but I'm in love with the flex I play it close to the vest pull that trigger one time while I'll holding my breath and I made it out alright but she's slippin out her dress I put in hard work and sacrifice you're just a sack of lies with no alibi's and youre sloppy as fuck that's why I bagged it twice I did the dirt now Im'a pillar in this bitch dont trust the herbs no one chiller than the fridge in the galactic structure of things today I smoke one for "Green Boots" for paving the way I smoke two for you, to make it through the day I stayed True, too true that's why this song is getting played talk is cheap your pockets been stretched thin Green Giant goin in it's Fourth pressing I said that line like a tawdry bastard women throw their clothes at me I'm like a laundry basket