Glaciers of Ice (feat. Ghostface Killah & Masta Killa)

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Yo, son, you gotta take me to get them Clarks, man

Yo, check it out, yo

Yo, I got a new, yo, niggas don't even know, son

Yo, check the joint, boom

Yo, I got a crazy idea how to do Clarks now

Check it out, boom, this is how you freak 'em, boom

You go get, you go get the cream joints right? Boom

Now now, all you, all you dye, is this shit right here, boom

And this, you know what I'm sayin'? Any color you want

But it'd be like, blue and cream, you know what I'm sayin'?

Shit like that, niggas don't even know

But, son, word is bond, I'ma rock niggas this summer

On the real, know what I'm sayin'?

Yo, son, I had crazy visions

Check it out, check it out, check it out, boom

Just imagine if you buy, woo, check it out

Just imagine you bought navy blue, right

A navy blue, a navy blue pair right, boom

Of this, of this shit, know what I'm sayin'?

But dye it, get this dyed cream on top

Just imagine that color like

But you got it drippin' like it's marble cake like

Know what I'm sayin'?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Check it, yo, yo, yo, yo

Stand on the block, Reebok, gun cocked

Avalanche rock get paid off mass murderous services

Chef break 'em, watch the alley cats bake 'em

Four-nine made 'em drop grenades and take 'em

Quick fast we reflect like the sky, be blue true

Wu-tang saga continue

Rap Meyer Lansky, crash your fantasy

Gettin' high fellas stand by, here's the plan, see

Sit back collectin' TECs and checks and

Flowin' slow in a Montero flexin'

Beats break heavily, word to INS, bless me

Throw me like three bags of sess

For real from the Killah Hill locked and caged in

We're sworn representatives, we actin' like made men

Strive for wives, nine lives and lies

Max sellin', enjoy the highs, what?

The treasure is the glaciers of ice, original man

Possess the power to hold G's guns and grams

Baker, baker, pull off a Keystone caper

Point out the baddest bitch in the crowd and watch me scrape her

Proceed with caution as you enter the symphony

Degrees of punishment increase intensely

Syndrome was caused by the deadly drums

But the battle was won by swords bein' swung

Slicin' with a vocal, from the international vocalist

Your style is too local to fuck with this

Offensive antagonist

No assistance, movin' motionless

Mysterious swiftness

Thoughts roll down the shaft of the brain

Mental gives the signal to the physical

Whirlwind kicks and hits from every angle

Violent temperaments, left continents dented

Poison vintage wine rhymes I invented

Drunk by the drunken punches that punctures the heart

Vital sparks from the arteries stopped

The treasure is the glaciers of ice, original man

The treasure is the glaciers of ice, original man

Possess the power to hold G's guns and grams

Straight up and down, it's all good

Peace to them check cashin', chain snatchin', gun flashin'

Niggas in the hoods bubblin' goods

Analyze Starks, who be buyin' lion heads and Clarks

To all my house bitches, Starks'll be home soon

I'm on tour chill, catch me '96 in June

But until then my ten-man team be safe

Chill on the whips, in seven months we can all get laced

Take a boat cruise, sip daquiris and max

Swimmin' pools, fly jewels, Wally shoes, blow stacks

Relax kids, black kids got a cravin' for cribs

Until we get back, unpack, leave the MAC with your Wis'

But whatever, I gotta hit other sides of the Earth

Spread Wu-ness, rule this, civilization's cursed

But luckily I'm born to be wild and I'll be out

Move crowds collect twenty-thou' and then be out

Heavy convoys, my crew keep pretty boys paranoid

Built like a steroid, pat down Dan Aykroyd

My seeds, run with his seeds, marry his seeds

That's how we keep Wu-Tang money all up in the family

The treasure is the glaciers of ice

The treasure is the glaciers of ice

The treasure is the glaciers of ice, original man

Possess the power to hold G's guns and grams

Baker, baker, pull off a Keystone caper

Point out the baddest bitch in the crowd and watch me scrape her

My seeds, run with his seeds, marry his seeds

That's how we keep Wu-Tang money all up in the family

Been a long time since the Father left in '69

It's been a long time since Wu-Tang had the chance to shine

It's been a long time since we had diamonds, gold and drank Cristal wine

It's been a long time, my people walkin' around here dumb, deaf, and blind

It's been a long time since you had the Son of Man chant like golden wine

It's been a long time

It's been a long time

It's been a long time

Yo, it's been a long time

What's on your mind?

Check it, respect heat holders

Respect heat holders