[Intro: Myalansky, (Joe Mafia)]   Yo, son gimme some play on this release of Slot Time, son   (Aight, son, it's all Wu)   Gimme some play, man, it's cold world right now   (It's real out here man, word up)   Wu-Syndicate   Icy, (ice, ice, ice   It's fridget out here God)   Grab your coat! (Word)      [Chorus: Napoleon]   It's the modern day Ice Age   The world's frozen, turned front page   Cats with icy bloodstreams in the rage   Thirty-two degrees below poverty, feds drug raid   and lock you in a cage where it's cold, the Ice Age      [Myalansky]   Peace to freed jail cats come home, now they cop ranges   Hand to hand shoot outs with mack, new on the block stranger   Caught up in VA, New York language   Miami niggas had these projects locked till the knox raided   Holdin ball, paint job, the top flavor   What up my nigga? Rock the gold teeth grill, bally some dark suede gear   Twenty dollar bill mixed with speed ball   Teen team burn, finger firey red, makin the king fall   Incarceration, as an incarconsist is your education   150 gats with clip, arsonists in the makins   Slight back your moon roof, gimme some liquer straight no prune juice   wildin' all night, who let the goons loose?      [Chorus (x2)]      [Joe Mafia]   City serpent, street merchant, networkin   Oakwood suburban, dirty swervin, poppin Germans   Mindor way now, shorties want style that's foul, flagrant   ya laced shit   Case can't face it, house arrest, I shake the gates   and give up for flesh, money long, Sonny singin funny songs   The street songs, faggot at arms, retire firearms   Lamb skin, master craftsman, just stay flashin   Mashin, chest burnin from a thug passion   I tilt bottles up in the club, fuckin with dick models   Dick throbbin, Haley's comet, 2G will ever aristotle   Extort cream near the Fort Green, Cali palm trees   Clam stee, Vietnam fleet, ya scream 'fore I bomb thee      [Chorus]      [Napoleon]   That's icy medallions with a icy bloodstream   Rip shit with platinum niggaz, that blew off Ice Cream   Peace to ice that got them things   that you measure with triple beams   Some are words, turn to ice, turned my moms into fiend   P rocked some much ice, we called him iceberg   He touched an iceberg, how did that benz waggin hit that iceberg?   Now the word's out about Wu-Syndicate, ice heist a lease   On pyramids, ice men gave dominicans ice keys   I see quality, bitches suckin' dick with icys for ice rings   Now them theme cats are Romanian   Ice bracelets crown fiends, that's a chilly willy thing   I need an igloo in Alaska to escape Lucifer's sting      [Chorus (x2)]      [various talk to fade]