Lyrics:

Bitch I’m fiending for the smoke
High as hell cause hells my home
Riding round the corner to the trap house
Bout to stash sum dope 

It’s da I to the c to the e m a n e
don’t try to be me
enemies come directly
I’m high yes I’m high
In the sky where you’ll find me
Murder on my mind hypnotized from these writings
Eyes low in my zone let me coast while I’m here
Pour a four pop a pill icemane crystal clear
In the sun where I’m from u can see what I hear
I’m the light in the darkness I was raised with no fear
No feelings in my head think I’m twisted in the brain 
Every since I lost my homies to this god forsaken game
Can’t hang with them players 
So u best stay in your lane
I don’t wanna take another manes life
Not today


The sickness it grows bringing me down to your level
This trickery literally got me here thinking things like if youre da devil
Like metal stay strong but broken down
In my mental
Fuck it I’m waiting for my resurrection
A lesson from these temples
I pray, meditate to situate myself inside
Looking within as ride with the wind going pass all my sins find the peace that hides
Go at it again with myself in end tryna make these amends before I die
Who am I yes lord ice
I’m a demon in disguise

All alone in my heart I feel so cold
Interruptions let them go
Hardly grasping to my soul
I can’t cave in to my self

Hell's My Home (Prod. Lucky Menace)

VOICEZ IN MY HEAD

crucify my body but a playa gone always remain.
@crucified-click

A PLAYA GONE ALWAYS REMAIN MIXXX(FEAT.CRUCIFIED CLICK)

Produced by:
@dj_icemane

LYRICS:
blood sweat n tears facing years behind a wall
never told on a soul icemane forever ball
im gangsta forever never talking to the laws
on the run with sum guns this ones for my dawgs
pour sum drank for peoples that wont see tomorrow
mane i swear we gone ride they gone die with these hollows
and to my momma im sorry that these streets had to raise me
my pops didnt care and all my family hated me
im out alone so i know demons coming
cuz i stay out on the block on the corner making money
then starting pimping these hoes hittin licks selling whitney
and everything that i got mane i cant take with me
bury me with my glock and a bottle of sum henny
never tempt me when im venting cause im empty inside
do or die never lie when i ride with my 9
cock it back rat tat tat bullets flying so you dying

cause i dont want to let you down
ill die before you take my crown
we gonna get out one day
i swear on my life we finna find a way
 
im on the block with no money
and im hungry so im hunting
for another mother fucker that be slippin
right in front of me 
with a glock n mask
grab the cash do this fast
n if talkin that shit boy
im blasting yo azz
cuz im no life gangsta
like a bum in the streets
selling weed and sum coke
to these motherfucking fiendz
and i know that i cope
by making others bleed
but im just looking hope
asking god why me?
i know its choices i made
that change my trejectory
infested with pain 
cause the game got the best of me
im tired of losing friends
so its fuck all my enemies
i firing all this lead
seeing red til the death of me

LET U DOWN (PROD. DJ ICE MANE)

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Raising Hell (Prod. Apoc Krysis)

Lyrics:
This is becoming too much too take
the walls closing in and there's no escape
losing oxygen there's no breath to take
feel that there's no hope and then suffocate
Trapped inside this hell
this box in my head
i don't leave my house 
or get out of bed
the last time i seen 
the sun was some weeks
and it wasn't by choice
ya know what i mean?
sometimes i smoke and look at the sky 
and think of all the time i let the bullets fly
and all of the times this knicca could have died
and sometimes thats enough to make a knicca cry. I aint lyin to ya
nigga i swear i shed a tear
it hurt too bad im lettin it out here
god damn i miss my grandmother mane its fucked up
Berlee i need ya guidance right now cause im fucked up
double vision from pure anna i aint even fucked up
nigga got me fucked up finna get slugged up
he dont even know me like that why he wanna act tuff
have em singin at his funeral like
Leave the casket closed
Bustas im supposed
to put inside that pine
for fucking wit me hoe
rabbit im the mane
bumpin out tha frame
Tryna stay together
Tryna just remain...

BECOMING TOO MUCH (PROD. ZACH RABBIT)

ELBRIDGE STREET

SO COLD

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𝘋𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘛𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘴
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𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘈𝘕𝘠 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴.

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