Where's Ice Kid At Lyrics

Stop dat, start dat, get dat (what)
Step back or get your headback popped
Top spot? I never left that slot
All I wanna do is get cheques and floss
You know mi like drugs, sex and rock
[?] get a red top like West Ham's Squad
Narcissistic with a flow so artistic
I could've been the next Van Gogh
You ain't on the flex man's on
My gang will pick the lead straps buss
I've been on job tryna get that gwop
I don't give a fuck about where man's from
Well, they've seen me down so I get back up
You're on the other side like I left that drop
Man with the method, but I ain't Redman's don
Hands up, put me up against ten man strong
Feel like I be the greatest of all time
Giving 'em a range of my foresight
I stay away from the pork rind
I'm just tryna get paid like a court fine
Venomous spray like a [?]
Till you see me with a babe by the pool side
More time I'll be taking a full high
With the mega bars, I be making 'em all night
Alright, stick to the script, please
Wanna see me skitz like I did E
Big dreams, said so at sixteen
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[?] level i'm on just ain't in reach
Got your bitch rare like a six beef
Grim beats but I ain't Kid D
And I'm on a level that's way ahead of your century

Where's Ice Kid at?
Man have got bars like Rikers Island has
Try relax? I ain't got time for that
You best jump on your bike and cycle back
To my Jeep, [?] cash
Try rival man, hype's a wrap
He'll get spun like a gyrograph
When I jump on the riddim and I kill 'em in a title match
Where's Ice Kid at?
Man have got bars like Rikers Island has
Try relax? I ain't got time for that
You best jump on your bike and cycle back
To my Jeep, [?] cash
Try rival man, hype's a wrap
He'll get spun like a gyrograph
When I jump on the riddim and I kill 'em in a title match

Stop dat, start dat, you man are pants
Swing who? You want bants?
Diss tracks on the net, fam
Is not how man learnt how to clash
Sick and I'll prove it, fam
Come on, come on, what? Let's do this, fam
Tryna prove you're a goonbag, what? Doing music, man?
You ain't gonna shoot me, fam
Me and Ice could've posted a pic
Said fuck that, music first, come, we go
Cuh man are from the era where you couldn't be wack and blow
If my man's wack, let's go
Swing me off the track? Heck no
With words and flows, if I let go, you'll get loads
Music changed my life in so many ways
It brought me friends and foes
Might see me and I ate with my crew before
I see you, I'm still on my bloodclart toes
Jealousy and envy and about the roads
And man wanna take my life, I'm cold and
Mi no care about radio tracks
Right now I just want Fuck Radio back
Get these MCs living off gas in one room, two mics (what you sayin'?)
Then we'll see who's wack
Cuh if man wanna play then it's game on, fam
Hot donny still, man ah flame on man
In a league of my own since Whatever Da Weather times
You can't rain on man
Back now, like it or lump it
Man have got the hard food, dumplings
He's not a spitter, I'll lunch him, lines, punch him
No homo when I munch him (Bluku Bye Bye)

Yo, where's Ice Kid at?
You ain't gotta ask man, he's sounding back
Since "Fire Alie", man are fire on tracks
When I fire at man, man are firing back
Man are sick with it, lyrics on terrific
Switch it, man ain't genre-specific
Vibes? Man bring it, the way I spaz on riddims
Man's all in the booth twitching
Where's Ice Kid at?
You ain't gotta ask man, he's sounding back
Since "Fire Alie", man are fire on tracks
When I fire at man, man are firing back
Man are sick with it, lyrics on terrific
Switch it, man ain't genre-specific
Vibes? Man bring it, the way I spaz on riddims
Man's all in the booth twitching