Iceman vs Human Torch [Extended + Remastered] lyrics

[Verse 1: Human Torch]
I roll right up to the scene, I'm coming hot, don't ever question it
Show me my obstacle and I'll 1, 2, combustion it
Boi, I'm fantastic, supahot elastic
Iceman so stiff he snaps like plastic
I'm doing this for Franklin, rest in peace, Pops
Hit ice with a right hook watch a b*tch drop
I'm stocked-I might be fired, but flow game Tsunami
Storm's on the way like here comes Johnny

[Verse 2: Iceman]
Here comes Johnny, HA, yeah, that's a good one
I can see in this battle clear as ice, you're a hoodlum
An X-Man original, I'm gliding to the front line
Rising to the pinnacle steppin' up when it's crunch time
Recruitеd back in the day by the one Scott Summеrs
A couple of ice clones and Human Torch is out numbered
An immature hot head, it's not tough to best you
This'll sting worse than when your ex-girl Crystal left you

[Verse 3: Human Torch]
All the way from Glenville, but swag on cosmic
First bank of beatdowns: I'm making a deposit
Little Bobby Drake got clapped up with ease
Thought he had a good shot I'm like: Iceman, please
Shooting all fire rounds, duck or end up dead
One Pyro-shot, melt this ice block head
You talk a big talk, I see you out here flexin'
Heard you left but you should've been cut from the X-Men
[Verse 4: Iceman]
Hold on, I hate to interrupt but it's time I get my shine on
I'm surfing on these ice waves, I see you trying to climb on
How you could throw out disses to me is still a mystery
You're probably on the lamest f*cking Marvel team in history
Wait, I'll cool off and regain my composure
And put a smooth end yo this bright red poser
So talk all you want, yhe weak words of a fool
'Cuz in the end, we all know you're just an overcooked tool

[Verse 5: Human Torch]
More like overcooked G, yime to learn your place
Open palm smack, melting off your face
May have been an original but I'm glad you weren't in First Class
Just put a second beating on this popsicle punk ass

[Verse 6: Iceman]
The trash you talk, makes me wanna go and bring the big guns out
Extinguish this Torch and his Fantastic Flunk-outs
Give it up, you can't fix a team that's always been broke
And I don't need a punchline 'cuz Johnny Storm is the real joke