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Aaron Brookshire - Ice Cold Lyrics

[Verse 1:]
Skating out with the street lights
I'ma hit this curb, gonna bang this beat right
Wait for it, I can come close
Gonna come real tight, squeeze right through the bozos
Mic ready in the backpack
Got chords and a mix, full blast with a half stack
I can hit it if your all through, pass it all down
Ima say it how I’m suppose to
We can see right through you, x ray specs in the deck, you can never come close to
Cold rhymes now your minds blue
Like a harsh wind, cut you on down to a raw root
Route, nah here to shut it down
We can beat these drums to a pulp on the mount
We can see these dreams straight drown in the sound
We can see these seeds planted deep in the ground and sprout
Straight hit to miss, gonna sail this ship
Even when my whip gets fried and quits
Jet to the gate, but I can’t escape
Scrape, scrape the plates
Check mate
Life’s had me beat, but I still drink water dip my toe in the street
Ice Cold, dead motor, no phone, I felt so bad

[Verse 2:]
Hit a patch of black ice
I pissed my pants and I sat up real right
Now we’re down in a steep ditch
Somewhere in Chapel Hill in the stink pits
Stench bog, hog shit in the fog
In the air, freezing in the dark I’m scared
Skateboard to the next exit, no phone all alone, to send a message come get us