Iceberg Slick - Intellectual

[Hook: Lil' Kim]

You ain't ever seen no ice like this...

You ain't ever seen no ice...

Ice like this...

[Verse 1]

Allow me to introduce myself, it's Iceberg Slick!

Moving weight by the brick, niggas hoping it's a hit

Breaking down the ounces, entourage bounces

Niggas organized, nipple traders in disguise

Niggas getting knocked O.F.F

Last breath, Sourdale

Took a rookie player to his death

For 2.2 pounds of raw dog coke

This faggot tried to put the ox to Iceberg's throat

I shot through my coat for the pussy bang

And it was more than zero 'cause in my pockets I tote

Yo, I set 'em up, wet 'em up, like battleships I sink 'em

(Hey son! why you ain't beating 'em?)

Nah baby, I out think 'em

'Cause niggas living trite these days

Never trust a motherfucker, you can get your wig blazed

My rhyme pays...

Iceberg Slick be getting money for days and days and days and days and days and days...

[Hook]

You ain't ever seen no ice like this...

You ain't ever seen no ice...

Ice like this...

[Verse 2]

I'm running my stroll like Goldie

Niggas don't know me, son, it's slicker than a clay, son

(Hey, that's what I'm playing for)

Federal Reserve notes, butter soft leather coats

I capitalize, rise in front of your eyes

Move gotta be made, the team gotta be paid

I'm squatting on some banging fish scale straight from the day

In the PJs, whatever he pays, I gain

14 for 28 grams, the kid is slayed...

I'm headed back east with enough strength to release

Hit the low off shorty, kick it soft, taking a sip soft

Now look who got the upper hand, my man

The holder of many grand, you call ceasefire to your plans

My people's always bullshitting, putting gats to hats

Blazing by the house of flats, the boom is all that

Fuck around Duke, you'll get slayed

Real Live, K-Def, Larry-O, the team be getting paid

[Hook]

You ain't ever seen no ice, ice, ice, ice, ice like this...

You ain't ever seen no ice like this...

You ain't ever seen no ice...

Ice like this...

[Verse 3]

My guys in disguise, murder lies scenery

Addicted to greenery, holding mass of machinery

Currency that's mega old, numerous grams of gold

Freezing casualties till my saga unfolds

Ill-mannered with a deficiency of etiquette

Amongst these murderers, wild germans and predicates

Choco latte, it resonates in my bloodstream

Visions of cream, I dream a worldwide theme

Batting a team, shatter your dreams

I keep my lines open like scatter for a scheme

I mean, I gots to get my loot up, cause the shoot up

Just went down last night, my nigga put two up

In vehicule slipped and thought he wouldn't stick 'em

This nigga bit the bullet, didn't have the time to pull it

So, this is how the story go...

How niggas wigs get pushed back for being too fucking slow! (Slow, slow, slow...)