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Yo iceberg hes bionic but he better keep his ass spot lit//
Coz if the light dies then he's in deep shit and no where to run//
like a lost bitch with a dick up his bum, one slip an ya fall son//
Yeeaah SON i got-cha on tha run , if ya wasn't a two then you musta bin tha one//
but thats a lie tell em where ya from, in a house with more mess than the hiroshima bomb//

These fat raps think they fit like they The Iron Man I got the iron tounge and the iron hand//
I make the final stand The final showdowns come round and hit ya//
As I throw down my gauntlet so switch the picture//
Picture on the quota its time to roll, I will continue like part two with no to and fro//
Aiming at infinity, start a nasty road, had to leave the poor luck souls before they fall so//

I got a key to the door and I'm searching for the keyhole//
And when I unlock the door I'm bringing love to my people//
unlike these Fickle Fanatics that wanna cause death//
cut holes flake praying we fall to hells depth//
faster than me when i smelt icebergs breath//

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A dude named iceberg, caught up in the driveby, Tears of a mother, watchin her son die//
Set-trippin somebody slippin, bullets zippin and iceberg gone for good, now his momma's livin//
No need for cryin, not dyin, iceberg is dead Point blank he took a sniper cap to the head//
iceberg420, the wannabe gangsta from the hood He wasn't that bad and he wasn't that good//
He didn't obey, he said he made this cash CRACK from the gun, Iceberg lays in ash ....