Lyrics:
unit, they know the name
Foolie i truly was built for this shit
I'm in the ring cooling right
By where the enemies live
You know you can't kill a
Giant
cold bottle of Henny
The dice roll, life unfolds, the odds were against me
I'm Black as the confidence in me
Fuck who it offends, I'm in your mind
to say
"Hello, haven't seen you on this bus before"
I gave her a look that said
"Huh, life is funny, you never know what's in store
By the way, your hair
darkness deep as hell!
(He rounds on her, bitterly)
Why, you ask was I bound and chained
In this cold and dismal place? Not for any
Mortal sin, but
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
dead with
Father look at me don't understand cause he don't live in my home
Told my black queens we not leaving you alone
Imma get everybody out of what
to cold-crushed tapes to get sold
I set my demo in a silvia-treated me cold
Time flew cause I was gettin' my shit off
Sixteen-now it's about the time to set my
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
Brainwashed by the television
We lost in the war we live in
Double cross, love lost, no religion
Street livin', oh my gosh
Another brother got shot by
ensued
Elizabeth's mood
Tempered by the craft of a vitreous moon
In slick black iciness it grew
To consume
The wench Her tower tombed
Tending to Her
Somber is my mind, now that
Misfortunehas faced my kind;
Weary glazed stare, Beneath the
Pitch-black hair.
On my cheeks, once so live, Adorn
don't live to love me anymore
And I can't go on
No I can't go on
In this Cold World its your world
Its not mine anymore
Its a cold world its your
brings me closer to my knees
I'm falling apart piece by piece
It's time to get up
Hold on, don't look back
Fear not, as your world goes black
It's time
check it
Excite-ting, enlight-ning, invite-ting
I'm writin shit that I feel
Raps are Black Steel In the Hour of commotion, the motion of Com
Is like that
states, even London
Past time present, black to the future
Swimmin' in beats like a dolphin, so call me don shula
A raider well like art shell, crazy
thirty-eight in his waist
But when you live by the gun you die by the same fate
End up, dead before thirty-eight and umm
That's the life of us raised by
dead, I face it
My mind need a renovation
Brand new loft downtown, I'll take ya
My vision black and white
Girl I love when you in the limelight
Pouring up
worry what they will find?
So bind the flame, through the night I'll suffer
To be rid of you by dawn
Bury yourself in cold, black ember
I'll rise
It's wild and crazy..
A fetus in the jar, I got the little baby
[Dr. Octagon]
Two o'clock, still dark, my flashlight, huntin suit
can hear it, we in your atmos'
Shine like black gold, burn like black coal
Make a old timer roll up her sleeves, now that's cold
Behold, the one
In this room there's a chill in the air
A heartless touch followed
By and empty stare
I tell myself it's just a phase
But the more I give the more
sweat
Get dressed and hit the club in a cold vest
God damn, girl, you so sexy, cold shit
But why they still riding to your old shit?
Party by
just left in the cold with holes in their shoe soles
Daily strain taking its tole
Something even speed and bottles can't make whole
Pocahontas by Disney
[verse 1]
Check that soul in
Tape is rollin
Black don't crack
Where the party at?
Stax, jumpback
Wax them tracks
Barkays cut it live
Like 45s
Strong
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