• Pete Yorn
• Wu-Syndicate
• Ras Kass
• Joy Division
• Jefferson Airplane
• Hawksley Workman
• Ambrosia
• Jorma Kaukonen

When winter comes
Along these shores
Old Hollywood
We're knocking down
We're sifting through
We are the actual tigers
When winter comes
They leave behind us
Throw your arms around my neck
And hold me tightly
There's a lot that we will get
I'm asking you...
Let your diamond bracelet fall
Over the ice age
Over the ice age
Those summer years
We'd follow them
In light of day
In light of us
We'll see it through
When they're playing our song
Those summer years
Have long since gone
Throw your arms around my neck
And whisper softly
Of a thing that we will get
I'm asking you
Let your diamond bracelet fall
Over the ice age
Over the ice age
I want to go back
I want to go back
In future times
We'll hold it closer
Imagining
We weren't older
Yet, through it all
They'll be playing our song
Throw your arms around my neck
And whisper softly
Of a thing that we will get
I'm asking you...
Let your diamond bracelet fall
Over the ice age

[Intro: Myalansky, (Joe Mafia)]
Yo, son gimme some play on this release of Slot Time, son
(Aight, son, it's all Wu)
Gimme some play, man, it's cold world right now
(It's real out here man, word up)
Wu-Syndicate
Icy, (ice, ice, ice
It's fridget out here God)
Grab your coat! (Word)
[Chorus: Napoleon]
It's the modern day Ice Age
The world's frozen, turned front page
Cats with icy bloodstreams in the rage
Thirty-two degrees below poverty, feds drug raid
and lock you in a cage where it's cold, the Ice Age
[Myalansky]
Peace to freed jail cats come home, now they cop ranges
Hand to hand shoot outs with mack, new on the block stranger
Caught up in VA, New York language
Miami niggas had these projects locked till the knox raided
Holdin ball, paint job, the top flavor
What up my nigga? Rock the gold teeth grill, bally some dark suede gear
Twenty dollar bill mixed with speed ball
Teen team burn, finger firey red, makin the king fall
Incarceration, as an incarconsist is your education
150 gats with clip, arsonists in the makins
Slight back your moon roof, gimme some liquer straight no prune juice
wildin' all night, who let the goons loose?
[Chorus (x2)]
[Joe Mafia]
City serpent, street merchant, networkin
Oakwood suburban, dirty swervin, poppin Germans
Mindor way now, shorties want style that's foul, flagrant
ya laced shit
Case can't face it, house arrest, I shake the gates
and give up for flesh, money long, Sonny singin funny songs
The street songs, faggot at arms, retire firearms
Lamb skin, master craftsman, just stay flashin
Mashin, chest burnin from a thug passion
I tilt bottles up in the club, fuckin with dick models
Dick throbbin, Haley's comet, 2G will ever aristotle
Extort cream near the Fort Green, Cali palm trees
Clam stee, Vietnam fleet, ya scream 'fore I bomb thee
[Chorus]
[Napoleon]
That's icy medallions with a icy bloodstream
Rip shit with platinum niggaz, that blew off Ice Cream
Peace to ice that got them things
that you measure with triple beams
Some are words, turn to ice, turned my moms into fiend
P rocked some much ice, we called him iceberg
He touched an iceberg, how did that benz waggin hit that iceberg?
Now the word's out about Wu-Syndicate, ice heist a lease
On pyramids, ice men gave dominicans ice keys
I see quality, bitches suckin' dick with icys for ice rings
Now them theme cats are Romanian
Ice bracelets crown fiends, that's a chilly willy thing
I need an igloo in Alaska to escape Lucifer's sting
[Chorus (x2)]

Ice Age
[Ras Kass]
Ay how come you wont gimme no pussy tonite?
Aight well shake the spot then, you think you special
I hear your car keys jinglin, get the fuck out
El Drex what you wanna do, Shai dog what you wanna do?
Kurupt what the fuck you wanna do?
Nigga is you a rider nigga?
Is life fucked up
[Kurupt]
They let the gangstas in this muthafucka
Ice Age
[Ras Kass]
I ride for my homeboys (2X)
Nigga its all about the money
Its all about the chips
Lets get rich, what? what
[Kurupt]
With my new Tiny Tim, try again
Up against the full wind, I'm an alien beast
Generate, penetrate, bust shots
Then fled, quick sick in the head
Rippin motherfuckers to shreds
Facsimilies, dont know, friend or foe
Elusive nigga this exclusive, conclusive evidence
Your vision is short range
Rearranged, restructured, recomposed and decomposed
Disassembled, dismembered, reconstructed, polished
Perfected, demolished rejected, fo sho
Like I'm supposed to know this nigga
I aint neva seen him before --- my life
Bitch ass nigga, who tha fuck you supposed to be?
[Hook:]
Cuz niggaz I grew up wit threw up shit
On sum I don't give a fuck shit
Makin enemies duck shit
I'm on some make a million bucks quick
Money gone! Quick get a duck sick trick
Not the one to fuck wit
My dyke bitch pimpin on some Nike Flight shit
Ludicrous iron mic shit..stab yo cold heart wit a ice pick
Tha Ice age!..Ice Age (2X)
Stab yo cold heart wit a ice pick
[Ras Kass]
Now Ben must be either pampered or crushed
To regulate, relegate and delegate power
Nigga touch sumtin, touch no one and die slower
You drain your battery you barely talkin like Teddy Ruxpin
See that's whattup nigga I don't give a fuck
Spit some shit so nasty it will make Lil' Kim blush
As if a 98 Bentley didn't tempt me
To lay bullshit up in dis 60
But consequently my conscience didnt permit me
I'm one third black man, one third Jackie Chan and one third sand
Shitftin across the surface of tha land
Golden state warrrrior!!
Let my nuts hang like niggas in nuiscance
So why uou givin groupies all your lucci?
I've been known for fuckin hoochies in Suzukis
And slippin bougie bitches roofie
Loved yet feared severe yet loved
The full time titan, fightin 3 million over night thugs
So get your hand out your rectum cause you can't stop shit
Don't rock shit,
studio hustlaz claim they got more ki's than a locksmith
What part of the game is this, overtime
Gimme the mic, the money the pussy and the order
The more the overpopulated, get fucked and ovarie-copulated
So all you chumps on some you owe me and apology shit
Suck your apology out my dick!
Hook
[Ras Kass]
We all pawns in the game, but every pawn got his personal chess board
But how many pieces can you afford?
We got reason to believe you a traitor
In 20 words or less Webster's definition of a playa hater
The reason why you hate me so bad is cause you love me too much
But don't like yourself enough
And homey thats it, your hands probably got callouses
from the way you be swingin on my dick
That's why your main squeeze wanna fuck me for free
Slit the finger on my monkey then she dropped to one knee
If she playin wit her pussy, she can suck on my D
Then u can CUM wit ME..until 2 P.A.C

I've seen the real atrocities,
Buried in the sand,
Stockpiled for safety,
While we stand holding hands.
I'm living in the Ice age,
I'm living in the Ice age,
Nothing will hold,
Nothing will fit,
Into the cold,
It's not an eclipse.
Living in the Ice age,
Living in the Ice age,
Living in the Ice age.
Searching for another way,
Hide behind the door,
We'll live in holes and disused shafts,
Hopes for little more.
I'm living in the Ice age,
I'm living in the Ice age,
Nothing will hold,
Nothing will fit,
Into the cold,
No smile on your lips,
Living in the Ice age,
Living in the Ice age,
Living in the Ice age.
Living in the Ice age,
Living in the Ice age,
Living in the Ice age.
Living in the Ice age.

(by J. Kaukonen)
Well I heard the news just the other day
Now I feel there's something I must say
Well the darkness comes too often
This time next year I'll build my coffin
Made out of lead so X-rays cannot see
We gotta be free
Political men they burn their lives out talkin'
We people of the earth just keep on walkin'
Well we don't know what to say
Only live our lives as slaves
All we can do is race on to the grave
Well we gotta get away
Well they're much too old to care about the future
They're sewing up the past with shining sutures
It's immortality they crave
Their days are done so now they're brave
Their lives will live in books for fools and slaves
We gotta get away

Ice age
Don't cry baby
'Cause we'll ride it where it goes
And we'll dress up for the cold
There's gonna be nice days
In the ice age
And I learned when I was in school
It only moves an inch or two
Every other day
So I think we'll be okay
There's gonna be nice days
In the ice age
And there's little left to say
That our love won't melt away
So have another glass of wine
And I think it will be fine
There's gonna be nice days
In the ice age, oh yeah
And the saddest thing would be
Is if you up and said to me
That you're tired of running scared
And you really don't care
About the ice age, baby
So maybe we lie down
And we kiss there on the ground
As we're taken by the ice
And in fact it might be nice
There's gonna be nice days
In the ice age
And in ten thousand year's time
When we're found there still entwined
In a near-eternal kiss
That would impress the scientists
There's gonna be nice days

(Drummond - Pack - Puerta - Bernstein****)
Home life, seems you're gettin'
Mad 'n' nothin's gettin' done
Old ties, that held you back
Have got you on the run
It's do or die, it's time to fly
Tearin' up all the old news
Put down the trash we used to take
Now, we'll leave it for the next
Fool to go, hope you know, it was almost real
Don't need no one
'Cause I got my own
I don't need nothin' at all
Nothin's gonna change the world
No handouts from your kind
Oh my, it's time we found a way to
Turn our heads around
No time, before they put our bodies underground
All right, okay, we're gonna pay
Blown-out, my brains are blistered
No doubt, it's been two-fisted fate
Now I'm border-linin' straight from this show
To some hole where we'll lay real low...
Make my own world
I'm on my own and I don't need that world at all
Runnin' from an angry crowd
No escape from your kind
Ice age, the wind is chilly
And the sun is almost gone
Mad race, is growin' cold and your life's gettin' on
No time to stop, your number's up
Make my own world
I'm on my own and I don't need that world at all
Runnin' from an angry crowd

Well I heard the news just the other day;
Now I feel there's something I must say;
Well the darkness comes too often;
This time next year I'll build my coffin;
Made out of lead so X-rays cannot see;
We gotta be free.
Political men they burn their lives out talkin';
We people of the earth just keep on walkin';
Well we don't know what to say;
Only live our lives as slaves;
All we can do is race on to the grave;
Well we gotta get away.
Well they're much too old to care about the future;
They're sewing up the past with shining sutures;
It's immortality they crave;
Their days are done so now they're brave;
Their lives will live in books for fools and slaves;
We gotta get away.