Lyrics:
Dark times in the cold streets
Made me get up, made me go eat
I done did it by my lonely
I was starving, I was hungry
Dark times in the cold streets
to Live
By terms I set
Mash up and wreck
With intent and effect
Soldieress, where yall at?
Where we at, is where we be
Represent Imiuswi
Scrappin to make it
the will of fire
Unleash the wrath of evil
Before the beast, you'll die
Death lingers in the air
My blood runs cold
It's haunting deep red stare
Burns
all the time, any place, anywhere
Y'all niggas could get it
Act like y'all don't know
In a world that's ice cold, blacks die slowly
Cats snatch
victims chosen saw this
All in a dream took thirteen lives by the
River on a livestream (Stream)
Eyes gouged when I shut mine shut up bitch
Your struggling
The mascara'd blonde from the Berliner bar
Rises at twilight, gets dressed in a daze
Black leather crackles and cold water runs
As she touches
the time
Minutes turn to hours, hours into days
And as each one passes by it feels all the same
But the lights they go dark, Man In Black on the P.A.
Walk
Oh yes, I'm that master rap
I'm the cold cap (echo)
I'm what you know, ask
Rapping
Beyotch, beyotch
2 times baby, one time more
Give it one more for
Yes, He made it 'cause he had the will to live
Then the trial was held in a building of wood
And there the killer would be named
And the days weighed
Mislaid plan make a mess made
Damnation, let's play hands and spades
That's without, a boycott and a sit-out
Afro-Black pick in with a fist out
doing here
Hey, we're working another life pursue
Black-t what u doing here
Hey, we working another life pursue
Yeah
I live my life, I want it all ,I
previous lives don't matter anymore
I spot Sarah Parker
Looking around to see who's noticed her
It would be hard to miss her in
The gaudy orange dress she's
And the things i can't change I just gotta accept
hook:(sang by Joya)
I don't want to wait for our lives to be over
I want to know right now what's it gonna be
ghosts out in the fog
Time goes on our lives do change some friends we’ll see no more
As we boarded up the windows and the doors
We’d stare once more
it hell for a hustler
This is how we ride
Not knowing if we'll live or die
Catch me rolling with my motherfucking guns on the side
In case
call me home while in the middle of my crime
I got a mink on, it's the middle of July
Stayin' safe this time 'cause I'm so tired of sayin', "Sorry"
to the ocean
Smokin' Ports, think my thoughts, then it's back to coastin'
Who can I trust in this cold world?
My phony homie had a baby by my old girl
But I
world, winter war weather
This is wu-block music for the black hooded champions
Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting
Pasion Azteca while I stare at a model
This is Cannibal Holocaust
With Ruggero Deodato
And the body getting buried over
There in the grotto it's
me on my toes
Did dirt shawty
But I live by the code
Young bend corners
While I dig in her throat
If I lose it all
Then it's back to the pros
Saw what
answer
As you breached, I chose not to speak up
Cause I was weak, by today's standards you be fired
I just play it like Ether in 02, bitch who shot ya
If
Cold feet and frozen floors
Thought I'd finally be finished
It's not the first time that I'm wrong
So pull up with your 8 seat driver
I'll run up only in
the heavyweight champ
Sitting on the top of ropes wit it
Tryna fight to the top
When Its Dark Out, and it's cold, nigga
I'm making Music to Be Murdered By
And they
nothing stays the same, no one knows anything. Someone else lives in the house I used to live in and soon it will be torn down or burn and who would even
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