Yeah… You already know the frequency… Ice in the lungs when the night unfolds Heart still calm when the mic gets rolled Pressure in the air but the mind stays bold Step in the room and the whole place froze Ice cold, ice cold — mind on titanium Storm in the chest but the voice stays premium Eyes on the prize, every move is strategic Silence the doubt when the flow gets seismic Ice cold, ice cold — heart like glacier Talk too much but the bars move major Step to the mic and the rhythm gets fatal When Diesel lands it’s a certified crater Ice in the veins when the rhythm ignites Mind like frost when I'm gripping the mic Sharp like winter, the venom precise Storm in the lungs when I'm spitting the strikes Talk that talk but the aura stays still Pressure don't break when the hunger is real Seen man fold when the energy's ill But I step in the booth and the temperature chills Tick-tick tempo — surgical cadence Lines cut deep like Arctic blades Mind locked in like glacier patience Every bar carved in frozen statements Cold like stars in the vacuum space Heart like steel in a frozen lake Move too quick when the bassline shakes Then the reload hits and the crowd goes RAISE Ice cold, ice cold — mind on titanium Storm in the chest but the voice stays premium Eyes on the prize, every move is strategic Silence the doubt when the flow gets seismic Ice cold, ice cold — heart like glacier Talk too much but the bars move major Step to the mic and the rhythm gets fatal When Diesel lands it’s a certified crater Still ice cold when the tension grows Mind like winter where the storm wind blows Seen fake smiles in designer clothes But truth cuts sharp when the pressure shows Step with calm when the stakes get steep Thoughts move deep like the Arctic sea Voice stays sharp like the frozen breeze When the bassline rolls it's a sonic freeze Talk about power but the aura's borrowed I'm writing history while you're chasing tomorrow Every syllable cut like frozen sorrow Leave mic stands bent when the stage gets hollow Ice cold steps when the rhythm detonates Mind calculates every move I make Pressure can't crack what the storms create So the whole damn room starts to LEVITATE Ice in the lungs when the night gets colder Mic in the grip and the mind gets bolder Storm in the chest but the flow gets solar Freeze every room when the mic gets closer Tick-tick tempo when the hi-hats rattle Split every pattern, the syllables battle Grip on the cadence, the venomous tackle Cold like steel when the bassline crackles Rapid-fire rhythm with militant motion Slip through the grid with a glitch in the ocean Ice in the chest with a frostbit notion Every bar drop like a frozen explosion Spin that syntax, the syllables spiral Rip through the rhythm, the breath goes viral Cold like vacuum in deep-space spiral Then the crowd screams RELOAD Cold air… breath in the dark Heartbeat slow but the mind sparks Bassline creeping through the night sky Then the drop lands and the crowd goes WILD Ice cold mind when the lights all fade Storm in the lungs that the doubt can't break Bassline make the speakers shake And the whole damn scene just FROZE IN PLACE
