| Iceborn gauntlet that'll just freeze ya if I touch |
| No need to fuss, feeding off death, I need another rush |
| Do not ever beat around that bush, lil bitch — that snow will turn to slush |
| When that push will come to shove, it'll just get easier to crush |
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| Beyerdynamics cover my ears, I don’t need to rest |
| Permanent white noise, surround the sphere is how I breathe the best |
| Sicilian defense on the chess board — like how I keep them in check |
| Eyes are red when I take off and redder when I leave the jet |
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| Start the engine, it'll defrost the whip instantly |
| Waking up any creature who's sleeping in the vicinity |
| Living proof of staying true to myself and what it did for me |
| Some of you mothafuckas never grew up — are ya kidding me? |
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| You wanted a truce? Yeah, no thank you and no thanks for asking |
| I pick and choose what I'ma do, so I'll just get to blasting |
| Won’t spare any time to let them think — pressure like button mashing |
| Send his bitch ass to the sky — this ain’t no sudden passing |
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| The dominant factor on the mic, coming to raise the status |
| Back then didn’t have many gadgets, now have advanced apparatus |
| Right inside of my heart, in a tiny part, I won’t hold any malice |
| To those who won’t fold and won’t hold on to just any chalice |
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| Lap 'em once and do it again while they still be standing |
| In the same spot where they begin, while the enemy expanding |
| Understand me |
| Understand me — stand alone, and just with that fact alone |
| You’ll never get past through the zone — frost armor, it guards the home |
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| Keep the air low temperature, and that’s what I prefer |
| Marksman on the fucking point like Simo Häyhä caliber |
| Going pale — never seen a ghost before? You amateur |
| Holy Grail equipped — I finish 'em with Excalibur |
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| To whom it may concern — couldn’t give a fuck what you got going on |
| I’ve watched them tables turn in every direction, now I’m pourin’ on |
| I've watched them bridges burn as well — empty ashes from the urn |
| Me, myself, and I forever, baby — but they’ll never learn |
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| To whom it may concern — couldn’t give a fuck what you got going on |
| I’ve watched them tables turn in every direction, now I’m pourin’ on |
| I've watched them bridges burn as well — empty ashes from the urn |
| Me, myself, and I forever, baby — but they’ll never learn |
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