Pigeon Hole - Ice Dicks lyrics

[Verse 1] Pick 'em off, ye, music's like a duck hunt Title match, tidal wave splash on you daft c*nts Count 'em up, rappers making tallies of they have nots I'ma make some sh** that I can pa** down to my grandsons We don't give a f**, (what) your momma says you're handsome (What) But here's a beat to make you mean mouth your grand mum b**h please like a motha f**ing anthem And I don't feel sorry, look I even spared a hand gun Powerful, and I'm only messing 'round a little bit Gotta make ya ill, feel sick 'til ya spill sh** That's how it goes, alls I needs a couple bricks to build with A couple bricks and I'mma build myself a pyramid Look alive, I've been wrecking crowds since back in high school Town hero, rain down on em like a typhoon f** ya thinking man? Bragging is my right Got a phototype for my people to get hyped to [Drop] [Verse 2] On some crazy sh**, other rappers baby dick p**y talk, lady bits, f** 'em all Lately it's like all that sh** gets 86 Wipe 'em out, wipe 'em out Hold up though, they baby b**h They hiding out, they hiding out But we on a higher route, we the type that's wilin' out 'Til they beg us, 'til they plead us "Put that fire out!" I'm about to burn 'em down fire mouth I've been singin' competition, they just lie about it Go ahead, do your worst, I won't bu*ton my lip First to tell ya that you never bump as large as my sh** Caveman, banging out these beats hard with my fists So cold, you don't know we got ice dicks Watch out now I'm over here, try and catch my drift Runaway train, I could crash through and I hit Oh what, you didn't know? Pigeon Hole's alive-ish Murder, murder heat that make you leap from the hypeness