SPuL v.s !ce Cold
 

I don't know wat happened wit the thread lookin' different. I did everything that came up. But I'll spit my verse anyways. Here it be:
In this rap game you be considered a loser/
Gay ass mutha f**ka, be considered your luber/
You say that you ain’t crooked, but you damn ain’t straight/
You look at f**kin’ Captain Crooker just to masturbate/
Now, what the f**k you doin’?/
Who the f**k you screwin’?/
Damn! Stop lookin’ at me…Now I should be suein’/
For all you got, and no, I won’t be foolin’/
You need to get some cool whip, so you can start coolin’/
When you be getting it wit a man, it’s fun, f**k, and lie/
But when you be seein’ my van, it’s run, duck, and hide/
Cuz I’ll be there to w-rap you up…It’s chritmas time!/
Can’t have it, but you need it… a f**kin’ life line!/
I’ll be cumin’ atcha like… I be trainin’-a-lot/
Just like your dad… does, when he be sprayin’-a-shot/
Your rhymes are so weak, they can’t make paper fold/
Just like your handle says, they be so Ice Cold/
Before you start to spit, you betta write your will/
Cuz on you head there be more O’s, than a telephone bill/

There it be. Holla back soon, Ice Cold. Peace and good luck. :thumbup: