Ice Age - Wu-Syndicate

featuring Napoleon 

[Intro: Myalansky, (Joe Mafia)] 
Yo, son gimme some play on this release of Slot Time, son 
(Aight, son, it's all Wu) 
Gimme some play, man, it's cold world right now 
(It's real out here man, word up) 
Wu-Syndicate 
Icy, (ice, ice, ice 
It's fridget out here God) 
Grab your coat! (Word) 

[Chorus: Napoleon] 
It's the modern day Ice Age 
The world's frozen, turned front page 
Cats with icy bloodstreams in the rage 
Thirty-two degrees below poverty, feds drug raid 
and lock you in a cage where it's cold, the Ice Age 

[Myalansky] 
Peace to freed jail cats come home, now they cop ranges 
Hand to hand shoot outs with mack, new on the block stranger 
Caught up in VA, New York language 
Miami niggas had these projects locked till the knox raided 
Holdin ball, paint job, the top flavor 
What up my nigga? Rock the gold teeth grill, bally some dark suede gear 
Twenty dollar bill mixed with speed ball 
Teen team burn, finger firey red, makin the king fall 
Incarceration, as an incarconsist is your education 
150 gats with clip, arsonists in the makins 
Slight back your moon roof, gimme some liquer straight no prune juice 
wildin' all night, who let the goons loose? 

[Chorus (x2)] 

[Joe Mafia] 
City serpent, street merchant, networkin 
Oakwood suburban, dirty swervin, poppin Germans 
Mindor way now, shorties want style that's foul, flagrant 
ya laced shit 
Case can't face it, house arrest, I shake the gates 
and give up for flesh, money long, Sonny singin funny songs 
The street songs, faggot at arms, retire firearms 
Lamb skin, master craftsman, just stay flashin 
Mashin, chest bur