Xavier Wulf - "Ice Hound"

I'm sitting here in silence, bitch, until I find the words I woke up 4 AM just to kill, I got the urge I was broke as fuck, now I'm sitting in the 'burbs With the white folks bringing trash cans to curbs Six cars in the yard with a three-car garage Cops pull me over, they ain't even search the car

How you doing, sir? Uh, yes, we pulled you over because of the Exhaust. I believe it's a modified exhaust. Um, yeah, the neighbors They complain about stuff like that, loud cars all the time, so Just, uh, just try to keep it down, buddy. You have a good day I see you're a rich black man doing your thing. Bitch-ass nigga

Fuck you mean? I don't give a fuck 'bout what you heard, I'm on the scene Glock .45 on me now with the beam

I ain't gon' even lie and try to tell you that it's clean I got it from my nigga just in case they try to scheme

Nigga run on me and I'ma take him off his team I'm tryna kill a man before I die like it's a dream If it's war, it's war, I don't talk, get him cleaned Paranoid nights in the dark, in between Why would I follow when I got the best lead? Stepping on these niggas, killing shit for my seed Tundra Boy stepping, I'ma let you niggas freeze I don't feel like driving, so I threw my bitch the keys Heart so numb, I don't feel, I don't bleed

All white vision, it's a blizzard when I breathe Dead eyes on me, but I move like the breeze Night so quiet, hear the blood hit the leaves Doors go up, all ice on the V's Glacier on my wrist, time ticking in degrees Tundra Boy talking, see the crystals in my teeth