GO LIS Ice Cold Lis LisaChris Killa Killa Leggo Go Lis ice cold city ice ice cold city imma crazy b-boy, hear me just ride the sound theta vibrates use my intuition, play i make money, ok well, i go with the flow and drive i’m just like a nervous feeling nauseous from this illegal flavor
bitch imposed quota by angel and demons i’m k to the kkk, sorry going up up up i say bye bye to that bae bae bae, killa boutta go up, yes i’m a freaky monster getting high with Junkman we ride the roller coaster
ghost ghost they say don’t do that cause it’s illegal i don’t give a fuck i don’t gotta reason i just fly up in the sky no freedom=depression x2 lies increases as pride decreases the more they hates the more i get high got no time to think deep nothing is meaningless so i do ma shit mix lsd with pcp to feel even higher a poison bottle got me weak ruined people go to jail again thriller like young simmie triller
shake your glass as many times as the number of baggies in your packet if you know killa then ride with us ice cold city ice ice cold city if it’s not enough, turn it up Daiji-kun burnt it up, who is daijin-kun? that’s me they don’t know me as junkman but they calledl me Tokarev-kun ya’ll are the reason i get to do whatever i want spit that blunt roll it up get blazed like Akira ride that kaneda bike ya’ll should try all them drugs if you my homie, it’s my treat life has ups and downs, rap about them don’t waste your tears better to have two homies in the gang than just two interested in who’s dope but not those that are too known just a story about a lonely bastard, just greedy and lonely after all ice cold city ice ice cold city