Lyrics:
lost 2018 to a broken heart
I wrote this whole thing, I know my part
I made a wild fire from a glowing spark
I press go in March, I gotta go and march
Everybody out there looking out for their self
Don't ask for no help
It's a cold game every man for their self
Yeah
Cause it's a cold world
Looking
of luxuriant chairs
And you won't know a thing till you get inside, yeah
Run with me
Run with me
Run with me
Let's run
Some outlaws lived by the side
me wild
You leave me by myself
All by myself
Girl, I don't know what to do
I'm so mad
Girl, you drive me wild
Ooh so wild
Baby drive me crazy
Leave me
you bump that
Track by Lootpack, ya like "They off the hook, cat"
[Wild Child]
Focus, Wild Child representative of hip hop, top 10 niggas get
another day go by
Why is it always this way?
Time never seems to really fly
And time is never really on my side
And I can't stay alone tonight
Things have
we could chill, you never know where things could go
No problem she down to roll
Travelled in the cold
So I went across the road, grey hoodie under
I say
Mass information assimilation got me filled with
Highly volatile hostile crazy wild ill shit
Cold rhymes get laced by the sick slang singer
Gonna to make you howl
In the light of the moon
First time I saw you such a pretty little thing
I felt the pull on my heart strings
Now we roam side by
you better stand clear
EPMD is a world premier
From New York straight talk, America's best
Cold wild Long Island, is where we rest
Style
like watching wild horses?
Cooler in theory, but not if you force it to be
It just didn't happen
So if you wanna break my cold, cold heart
Say you
ribs and spine
I see dogs and wild animals feast on the fire behind my eyes
The sense is that some things have grown dull
And that others shine like
I'm covered by Jesus Christ
I wouldn't change a thing
I thank God for my life
I thank God for the life I live
Created testimonies from the time we were
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
The cradle to the grave
Things wouldn't have been so bad
If we got the thangs that we never had
Awww from the cradle to the
Grave I've been strugglin' things
don't feel a thing
The alley's looking so slim
I often think of better times
When nothing really mattered
And I start to go insane in the cold, cold rain
a little stir-fry crazy
Down by the water on a Friday night
Frosty margaritas and a cold bud light
Dancing underneath those stars that shine
Nothing ever
while it rained, you left me in the wild
Boy, it's too cold outside, you let me shiver now
You made it cold outside with my heart on anemone
I'm still
starstruck
By the simple things, needed mantras
Need a new beginning and some peace
Meditating daily to keep away all the beasts
I be where wild things are
want it
He'd be by my side.
If I give it to him he can take
Once he get a taste he want all of mine
I know them other niggas want the same thing
Big bands yea we gettin' to it[00:14.80]If you wanna check, just do it[00:16.48]Yeah, them streets a bad influence[00:18.05]Wipe his nose like he got
I'm from the city with the grayest skies
Best weed out here with the greatest highs
Bright gray days and the darkest nights
Cold ass mornings
it's Exodus yeah
Never get the red out that's the
Blood of the Heaven-sent
Chillin with these 2 cold dudes
Call it Bifrost
Yeah 'cause we the bridge
support
And it caught me by surprise 'cause I didn’t realize
A lot of parents treated raising their kids like a job
And after 18 years they just wouldn’t go
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