Ice Like Frozone

[Intro]
(Apollo Beats)

[Verse 1: Lil Mello]
All these raps are just subpar
Like Lil Skies, I'm drivin' fast like a NASCAR
Try to keep it hot like wasabi
I come ASAP, but I'm not Rocky
Keepin' it bomb like Nagasaki
Santa is my ho, so I'm not naughty
This is original, not a copy
Keepin' it still 'til the wave, tsunami

[Verse 2: Michael Kurten]
Beat spacey like Mike Tyson's tooth gap
Lil Mello always posted with a loose cap
Always makin' hits, just like Babe Ruth's bat
And when we go on tour? That's where all the youth at
Now I know the BJ tape was full of blasphemy
But they were still epic poems, just like a rhapsody
And if you try to test me, it'll be a tragedy
Production so fly, forgot about gravity

[Verse 3: Lil Mello]
Neck froze like I'm Frozone
I can spit a rap, have your mind blown
Good music, but not well known
With my brother, to alone
I only talk, real not fake
We the future, no cheesecake
Frozone, got ice, like a snowflake
We aren't trash, like the new Drake
I am as white as the moon
But future so bright like the sun
Future star born in June
And my haters? Still got none
This rap is not blues
'Hermano EP' is big news
Do this for more than the views
Like Blue, you should get the clue

[Verse 4: Michael Kurten]
You should get the clue like you Blue though
I'm a star just like Pluto
Had to flip the style, no judo
Flow outer space, on Mars, no Bruno
Music pretty cheap, the whole EP on Audacity
But one day the venues will be full to capacity
Honestly? I just do this rap thing casually
But face me in a rap battle? Prepare for the casualty
Picture this: white teenage rapper in his prime
Making music for the fun of it, not a dime
But deep down behind all the funny rhymes
Is a beast with persistence, with a chart to climb
And I won't stop 'til I'm known as top tier
Plus these words will be evidence of how I got here
Trust me, after my mixtape, that'll just be the start though
I get it poppin', you should call me Mike-Tart though

[Verse 5: Lil Mello]
You're all chicken like Chicken Little
EP not a joke, there is no riddle
This is fire just like a Kindle
Cookin' up in the lab like Mr. Brindle

[Verse 6: Michael Kurten]
All the tracks that are just bars hot like skillet
When Mike hop on the mic he's bound to kill it
And on this tape we both exhibit
You can still spit amazing and not be explicit
Yeah, sure, I might be white like the fence with the picket
But to success in the rap game I got a one-way ticket

[Outro: Lil Mello]
Ice like Frozone
Got the Jesus piece, yeah I got the ice like Frozone
Got that ice like a snow cone
Got that ice like I'm Frozone