[trap.]

05-03-2002


Know:

Believe its, fire melting microphone coils, boil, my blood and tissue made of cells and sheets of foil/
I remember giving you a style, but the shit I seen ain't loyal, I created Black Ice without freezing oil/
This is the last night, in the fast life, I'm a slow down to cast spite/
My speed is past light, like memories of fire works on the 4th of July, I'm on course to defy, orbits and sky's/
Leave Black 6 ft deep in dirt seeing more insects than them Orkin man guys/
Flesh wounds???, I'll sever ya tooth, root canal, fuck that
My letters intrude, BI being wak, come on, thats like you asking yourself is Knowl better than you!/ (yup)
Droppin treasures and jewels, put the pressure to you/
Who's the best on ******??? we all KNOW, but like the distance between here and heaven, theres no measuring tool/

Black Ice:

Blast righteous~On fake Irish iconoclastic mods who write just
To proof my strength~Ya minds the drink~Swallowed when I bust
3rd of the month, you may-tagged~Washed-out and I won't play fag
Fuckin' with you? My shine is likely to cause you to have a "Ray-lapse"
Puncture the structure~Ya verse falls with fillers removed~Ice thrusts ya
Between a juncture of locatin' ya groove~I'm stellar~You just a busta
Renig on hot hands, you bluffin' with jokers and wearin' a shot stance
Pull ya cards~Roll weed and smoke ya with revolvers loaded to spot chance
Red dot dance~Developed to destroy you with penmanship
Rock ignorance and stone knowledge~O'Brian has just lost his innocence