is dedicated to the niggas that's been down since day one. IceCube in the motherfuckin' house. Comin' at your ass with a gangsta lean. Fall of 1990 style, you know what I'm sayin'?. We outta here
hollow point'll run up in ya like ya got weight Comin' out'cha back, Mr Mack. Now they got yo' guts in a sack. Use to have ya crew real fat in a huddle. Now you're wet in a puddle, here is the IceCube
who the man is. IceCube a jack, the white ass dirt mack And if you didn't know it's like that. I got a big fat gat for the dirty mack. Yo, Savage didn't you know it was like that. I got a big fat
Look at that lil' ass Westside doped out. Insane in the brain, little nigga servin' Caine. Use to have to axe could he cross the street. Now he's rollin' in a Gee, the Gee is on E He's quick to hit
jury. Pay a little visit, "Who is it?" (Who is IceCube?). "Can I talk to the grand wizard?" then boom. Make him eat the barrel, modern day feral. Now he's zipped up like leather tuscadero. Pretty