Cold freez'
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Most of these rappers like gingerbread men
I cut off they heads, separate they torso
And goin' to Port Authority and burn they fucking legs
Come outside for breakfast and order eggs
My 16s are cutting edge
A hundred dalmatians in the pick-up truck, scarlet red
Santa Claus look-a-likes, lose weight and get on your sled
Under the door I feed these cats a calorie like bread
Stand back with the sawed-off and piss on they bedspread
Who wanna call paramed'?
Walk in the Burlington Coat Factory
And my alter ego Hungry Jack with me
Fuck that, bell bottoms, no pants, real skinny
Deliver ears in the bag to Jimmy
Hop in the Corvette, put a brick on the gas pedal
Watch it crash into your private jet
MCs going to a cold sweat, refrigerator
These rappers throw 'em out with cold necks
Send turkeys with stuffing up they ass to a pressin' plant in Quebec
Hunter boots with a long trench
Rappers hide in the basement with a flashlight
When I do that, they peek out the door and say, "Who that?"
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Real spitters call Bumpy for that work
Authenticating since bars was created
Locked into a groove, choking out murder flow
Sending you this dirty vocal shit I do, so you know
Punk, I need this to be clear
Like the .44 Magnum spitting theft to your icy ears
I'm Jack Frost, I see tears icing in your beard
You nice now, I've been nice for years
In Tim boots, crocodiles or the Nike Airs
Lord Finesse is my a-alike (Word)
I'm like Fox L (L)
Not swell 'cause I box well
Freeze niggas, deep freezer, Jeffrey Dahmer
My brother died, I got Jeffrey's karma, huh
My hood's Obama
No matter what a nigga do, never is it good enough
Real so we hood it up (Word)
When niggas shake your hand and don't like how you flow create
'Cause I'm not a dick rider, I'm exposed to hate
It's unfortunate you can't relate
Light the fire in the Sub-Zero
I'm your rap hero
.380 In a rap hero
It's blood and mayonnaise all over your tomato, call Judge Shapiro
In Japan, I cosign Miro
While you was overseas slaving for a couple Euro
You know, uh-huh
Cold freez'
Cold freez'
You know, word
Cold freezin'
Bumpy Knuckles, raw
Cold freezin'
Kool Keith, it's peace
Cold freezin'
Cold freezin'
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