Artist: J.J. Brown f/ Block McCloud, Celph Titled Album: Connect the Dots Song: Froze Prose Typed by: timm2014@hotmail.com Intro: 5 G's Productions [Block McCloud Speaking] Yeah, yo J.J. (What up Block?) This beat is crazy man it's cold. (Thank you thank you.) So cold. Block McCloud (Word) Big Lou what up? (And it goes like this.) [Verse One] [Block McCloud] I'm so cold I'm cool, it's like a visit to North Pole And Block McCloud is the wizard of blizzards If I don't know ya I'm frigged Storm by ya like a breeze But my swagger my steez will make a shorty freeze And drop to her knees like she coppin' a plea I'm not iced out or coppin' no V I'm just poppin' with these Metaphors makin' sense to all of they charm As soon as I enter the door, temperature change, droppin' degrees Like a Masters, a Bachelors, a Doctorate please I hear myself I'm so sick with the flow, I'll probably sneeze (Achu) I'm so catchy, common cold, you wanna party with me Well if I got it, you got it, now you caught the disease Not your a Mark Of The Beast, a monster like Reef That stomps through the east And wants to be freed to conquor the streets Uh, at night I'm heat I'm hot, I'm cold on the morning block Changin' the whole games climate like global warmin' Hey hey [Chorus] This world made me what I am And I am, just adaptin' to the weather So run on home and get your coat cause I'm so cold You better run and find some shelter I'm so darn cold hearted To hot to handle, to cold to hold [Verse Two] [J.J. Brown] My prose froze like an icebox, colder than white cops So Wind in the City where they hostin' the White Sox I'm chilly like a chick with silly loot at the night spot A willy cause I'm Cool Hand Luke but my dice hot Frosty as the Rockies, y'all just photo copies Warm until exposed, the way Sodom broke the Nazi's Go head and get your posse I hope you know a polar bear Cause you gonna need a coat this storm I hear it's pretty cold in there Jeah I'm freezin', it's top season for frost season Up oxygen to your car freezin', ya stop breathin' (Hey Jay when you gon' quit?) Homie not even I don't give a shit, come equipped cause the block's teethin' Had low temperatures Brown bounced the predators Master beat is red as I drown out competitors Cold as evidence Ground beneath the sediments Sounds that crush clowns like mounds of beefin' elephants You geeks will never get, a skotch of my shine ?No Gargamel like you was book?, but the flow shit is mine Look Cool your heels fam Don't touch the pestilence Jay got yourself in the clouds bless the medicines Like hey [Chorus] [J.J. Brown Speaking] Ladies and gentlemen. Me and this dude go way back. Celph Titled! [Verse Three] [Celph Titled] I love this sound proof foam inside my mic booth It makes me feel like I'm in a padded room Insane asylum sick with a deranged smile And I'll electrocute your recruits (What's this man mean?) I'm awful with Ether or arsenic in my canteen Rappers can't compete with me Fuck it I'm a beast on beats I get mine I'm grid iron You eatin' cleats for Easter treats You singin' summer camp songs I'm Ol' Dirty Bastard, Janet Jackson's Rolling Stones cover, hands on I'm cold From production to lyrics I'll fuck with the spirits That unleash catastrophic mayhem fire, that sears kids Call a bitch to fuck cause I need sex Like motherfuckin' Terrell Owen's needs Kleenex So respect The ring leader, let's ring it off Jehovah's Witness with a sawed off and I'll ring your door (Hannibal in stereo) Oh, I'll watch the exercise video and thought an ab crunch was new cereal Huh? [Chorus]