Do you ever see that stuff that be

when it get cold that ice that you can't see?

See that shit happens sometimes.

Yep, black ice.



Verse 1:



Now you know and I know I done bumped every hole in the wall y'all

did you catch that phone call most of y'all didn't met me 

thought I was tall, Get flipped like a dip

slipped fell on da black ice

did you think twice, homeslice came and he went

satisfied got bent bars ain't shit

meetin' coast to coast yeah lamped & bo man do-si-dos 

too many coming close cuz



Chorus:

Touched what I never touched before, seen what I never seen before

woke up and seen the sun sky high, sky high



Verse 2:



Circulate like a Sunday paper

capers caught tony tone with cheap flicks

good picks pay hard watch the hard turn sideways

clip the tale for real sales to the who lose cash

flesh Live your life for now

feeling good and warm windows rolled tight

thirty five degrees nippy tonight, don't forget the chapstick

lips dry quick when the jack out make you wanna act out

take the slack out some people black out 

hibernating to a cave backout



Chorus x2



Verse 3:



I been in it for the past few days

tighter than fades I know all my plays now can I rap? can I adapt?

now really sure yeah who's that looking over the shoulders

of those writing dreams

feening for the taste of menthol missed class stayed in the hall

looking for a squeeze play better yet a holiday

stayed away from the pyramid board game 

broke it down to a neighborhood slang, cash before fame



sky high (x 10)



Verse 4: Big Boi



now who done stepped in? the nigga the b-i-g the secret weapon boy

slicker that black ice throwing them flows like rice at weddings

so quick flexing, you speaking about sankin that's refreshing to the earlobes

pay for the room and still be in pimp mode

like icebergs, chryslers and buicks

some niggas ain't on their jobs so them suckers tend to lose it

abuse their priveliges and now the whole village is been shot to pieces

coz niggas are biting that same stupid shit I mean that feces

boy don't beat me if you ain't got no work 

I'm strictly about these verses like the ones you hear at church boy

seach boy, talking about your dough and punk like lurch boy

every time I heard your rhyming like a fucking jerk boy, simp, yeah!



Verse 5: Dre



Friends, Romans, countrymen lend me you eardrums

it was a beautiful day off in the neighborhood

Yellows and greens and blues and browns 

and greys and hues that ooze beneath dilapidated wood

Ain't a thing could explain but what pertains 

to cocaine & sustaining rain

See summer roll around niggas all about change

then they steady move them keys like bob james

Coz old man winter's arrived 

the temperature dives

November just died

December's alive 

thus it ain't no typical ride

just individuals way to bring home the bacon when bacon was all gone

making it our own taking me all wrong 

We've all indulged in the bulge of those no-nos

no you ain't solo, there's even lower levels you can go

take sun people put them in the snow



Chorus