Larry-O Meets Iceberg Slick - Real Live, K-DEF

Visions of cream, I dream a worldwide theme

That nigga Larry O meets Iceberg Slick

Late one night after a flight straight from Cleveland

Niggas hardly breathing

Just escaped the yellow tape this evening

Son I’m back home, well protected by the chrome

Gates keep jakes snakes looking for cakes

I put the 740I in park, whispers in the dark

Fuck around kid you can catch a spark

Hit the front door on my marble floor

Was the reflection of a kid I know I seen before

Could it be a pussy that I bust

A nigga that I rush

Looking like a nigga Larry O would never trust

Looking him eye to eye I realize

This mirror type image kid is blowing my high

He said, «My name is Iceberg Slick kid you know me

It’s green as cash, I’m the other half of yo' ass.»

With all due respect this was the willie of all willies

Cuban cigar lit, me myself I’m touches Phillies

The entity revealed in front of my face

Pussy niggas I touched up, my mind’s in a different place

I’m seeing all the coke I stole

Murder victims that turned cold

Money bitches rocking gold

But in 1996

The realism sticks

You can’t fuck around up in the mix

But we still got it locked, sewed

Bricks on hold, damn that nigga had a mean stroll

Now I’m waiting for the confrontation to erupt

He stepped inside of me I said, «What the fuck

Is happening?»

It’s kinda sick the way it went down

I’m looking in this mirror at the way I look and sound

I’m having

See yo, it’s that ill shit yo.

I’m telling you that shit went down duke.

I’m telling you ever since that shit went down I’ve been flipping.

You know what I’m saying?

You know that nigga Larry O, yo you know cool with a

lot of folk you know what I mean?

You know what I mean, that nigga cool.

Yo but when it come to Iceberg yo that nigga hate niggas B. That nigga’s a

monster duke.

I’m telling you.

That shit went down.

I’m telling you!