Black Ice (Sky High) (feat. OutKast)

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
 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 that met me thought I was tall
 Gipp flipped like a dip, slipped, fell on the black ice
 Did you think twice? Homeslice came and he went
 Satisfied, got bent, bars ain't shit
 Mutant, coast to coast, yeah, I laughed and boast
 Man, do-si-dos, too many comin' close to
 Touch what I never touched before
 Seen what I never seen before
 Woke up and seen the sun
 Sky high, sky high
 Circulate like a Sunday paper
 Capers caught long time, to cheap flicks, good picks
 Paid hard, watch the hard turn sideways
 Cook the tail for real sales to those who lose cash
 Players keep your life for now
 Feeling good and warm, windows rolled tight
 35 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
 Hibernatin' 'til we came back out (touch what I never touched before)
 Seen what I never seen before
 Woke up and seen the sun
 Sky-high, sky-high (sky high)
 Touch what I never touched before
 Seen what I never seen before
 Woke up and seen the sun
 Sky high, sky high
 I been in it for the past few days
 Tighter than fades, I'm knowin' my plays
 Now can I rap? Can I adapt? Not really sure yet
 Who that lookin' over the shoulders of those writin' dreams?
 Fiending for the taste of menthol
 Missed class, stayed in the hall
 Lookin' 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, sky high
 Sky high (sky high)
 Sky high (sky high)
 Sky high (sky high)
 Sky high (sky high)
 Now who done stepped in?
 The nigga, the B-I-G, the secret weapon, boy
 Slicker than Black Ice, throwin' these flows like rice at weddings
 So quit flexing, we speakin' about
 Something that's refreshing to the earlobes
 Pay for the room and still be in pimp mode
 Like Iceberg, Chryslers and Buicks
 Some niggas ain't on they jobs so them suckers here to lose it
 Abuse they privileges and now the whole village's been shot to pieces
 'Cause niggas are biting that same stupid shit, I mean that feces
 Boy, don't beep me, if you ain't got no work
 I'm strictly 'bout these verses like the ones you hear at church, boy, search, boy
 Talking about your dough is long like Lurch, boy
 Every time I heard you rhymin' like a fucking jerk, boy, simp
 Yeah!
 Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your 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 what pertains to cocaine and sustaining reign
 See, summer rolls around, niggas holler 'bout change
 Then they steady move them keys like Bob James
 'Cause 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 'em in a land of snow
 Touch what I never touched before
 Seen what I never seen before
 Woke up and seen the sun
 Sky high, sky high