"You bad influence, look what you had me doing/
But I ain't mad at you, look at my attitude/
It says my life's too real, check out my ice grill/
Baby I'm 'Cold As Ice', like I'm from Brownsville/
But my 'Bed's' in the 'Stuy', though while I 'Flat'ten your 'Bush'/
'Til we smoke a C.I., whattup to the boy B.I./
You know I handle B guy, I don't 'Half Step' on the Kane/
Ask the dreads about I, ?how you want soul?/
She like it 'Hard Core', so I grind slow/
In it and out Albee Square Mall back in the 9-0/
My fine hoe we've got some victims to catch/
So in a couple years, baby, I'm'a bring you some Nets/"
