Flow so cold

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just different

The flow so cold
MCs shiver cuz they know
It gets hyper in my cypher
More torque than an old Chrysler
Winter’s coming but this ain’t game of thrones
My rhymes turn MCs into bags of bones 
Ice forms on the end of my microphone
When words flow straight off the top of my dome
The cold steam streams whenever I scream
Lyrics to those who hear it know I’m a microphone fiend 
The condensation of water vapor is a manifestation 
Words worth its weight in cold might warrant an investigation

Got the game in a chokehold 

picture this like a go pro thousand words no photo

It still summer, you wonder so why its snowing?
Avalanches cover branches whenever I’m flowing
Last Dragon, boy, can’t you see Leroy glowing?
Whose the master now?
Kiss my converse, grip your fist, with a wink and a smile
To the beat of the rhythm of the night
There’s no way you can win this rhyme fight
If I had a nickel for every MC I turned popsicle
I could buy a two jars of pickles
What’s the dill, I keep it real, with my rhyme skills
Mr. Freeze I displease sucker MCs whenever I rap
They catch colds - ach-choo!  When I sneeze on the track.