text: Do you ever see that stuff that be
  When it get cold
  That ice that you cant see?
  See that shit happens sometimes
  Yep
  Black ice
  Now you know and I know
  I done bumped every hole in the wall, yall
  Did you catch that phone call?
  Most of yall that met me thought I was tall
  Gipp flipped like a dip, slipped, fell on the black ice
  Did you think twice? Homeslice came and he went
  Satisfied, got bent, bars aint shit
  Mutant, coast to coast, yeah, I laughed and boast
  Man, do-si-dos, too many comin close to
  Touch what I never touched before
  Seen what I never seen befo
  Woke up and seen the sun
  Sky high, sky high
  Circulate like a Sunday paper
  Capers caught long time, to cheap flicks, good picks
  Paid hard, watch the hard turn sideways
  Cook the tail for real sales to those who lose cash
  Players keep your life for now
  Feeling good and warm, windows rolled tight
  Thirty-five degrees, nippy tonight
  Dont forget the ChapStick, lips dry quick
  When the jack out, make you wanna act out
  Take the slack out, some people black out
  Hibernatin til we came back out
  Touch what I never touched before
  Seen what I never seen befo
  Woke up and seen the sun
  Sky high, sky high 
  Touch what I never touched before
  Seen what I never seen befo
  Woke up and seen the sun
  Sky high, sky high
  I been in it for the past few days
  Tighter than fades, Im knowin my plays
  Now can I rap? Can I adapt? Not really sure yet
  Who that lookin over the shoulders of those writin dreams?
  Fiending for the taste of menthol
  Missed class, stayed in the hall
  Lookin for a squeeze play, better, yet a holiday
  Stayed away from the pyramid board game
  Broke it down to a neighborhood slang
  Cash before fame
  Sky high, sky high
  Sky high 
  Sky high 
  Sky high 
  Sky high 
  Now who done stepped in?
  The nigga, the B-I-G, the secret weapon, boi
  Slicker than Black Ice, throwin these flows like rice at weddings
  So quit flexing, we speakin about
  Something thats refreshing to the earlobes
  Pay for the room and still be in pimp mode
  Like Iceberg, Chryslers and Buicks
  Some niggas aint on they jobs so them suckers here to lose it
  Abuse they privileges and now the whole villages been shot to pieces 
  Cause niggas are biting that same stupid shit, I mean that feces
  Boy, dont beep me, if you aint got no work 
  Im strictly bout these verses like the ones you hear at church, boy, search, boy
  Talking about your dough is long like Lurch, boy
  Every time I heard you rhymin like a fucking jerk, boy; simp
  Yeah!
  Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your eardrums
  It was a beautiful day off in the neighborhood
  Yellows and greens and blues and browns
  And greys and hues that ooze beneath dilapidated wood
  Aint a thing could explain what pertains
  To cocaine and sustaining reign
  See, summer rolls around, niggas holler bout change
  Then they steady move them keys like Bob James
  Cause old man winters arrived, the temperature dives
  November just died, Decembers alive
  Thus it aint no typical ride
  Just individuals way to bring home
  The bacon when bacon was all gone
  Making it our own, taking me all wrong
  Weve all indulged in the bulge of those no-nos
  No, you aint solo, theres even lower levels you can go
  Take sun people, put em in a land of snow
  Touch what I never touched before
  Seen what I never seen before
  Woke up and seen the sun
  Sky high, sky high