So Cold (feat. Jay Hood Da B.B.C & Lauren D)

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Michael Blaide

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Feels like steel chains are confining me
Paradigm shift in my reality
Sporadically, I make few moves
Always risk it all, got nothing to lose
Got everything to prove, while I pay my dues
Pagan bred flow, Cross me, make no mistake
The only thing I'll murder, pillage and rape
Are insects, beats and whack mixtapes
I feel bad for WASPS, call them Urban Pop
Look at wannabe's like Homeboy, PLEASE STOP
Everyone spitting metaphors, make the same play
They all got nines, techs and AKs, cleverly strung together
Lyrically, blown away
Rap game feels weak, quite frankly, I'm bored
Everybody's got bars, real talent's ignored
The truest art, God it comes from the soul
I no longer have the heart to keep fame as my goal

It's a cold, cold world
So cold, so cold
It's a cold, cold world
So cold, so cold
It's a cold, cold world
So cold, so cold
It's a cold, cold word

It's a fight everyday to survive
Oppressive reality has me on suicide
One little trigger, I begin to nose dive
Sabotage and wreck, everything I pride
Anger is a powerful emotion to induce
Bottled up inside, I'm fully infused
Abandonment issues, disappointed easily
Victim of myself, stuck in reality
We're sick in the head, it's so plain to see
Impossible to connect without a user ID
Get drunk, get wasted, dance floor, first base it
My high school game? Never replaced it
Don't matter the year
Ain't nothing changed
The dating scene is forever a game
Honesty and love we seek, while we bury our souls in animosity

It's a cold, cold world
So cold, so cold
It's a cold, cold world
So cold, so cold
It's a cold, cold world
So cold, so cold
It's a cold, cold word

Bada boom, bada bing
Satires multiplying
With your muck fest, quite unnerving
Hold your notes lauding, modern issues on the post
Spread your marmalade, prepared toast
Chin waggin, with these gossipy folks
Tellin everyone they stacked, when they ain't making the bread
You in a phase, tactically, you a casualty
Lacking the battalion, yousa fade
I'm axe wielding and hacking
They all sweating by the gallon
Keepin a float gotta
Brigands wanna see me choke
Not goin happen
Being black in the country always gotta watch what you say, how you say it
It's exhausting
Being true to yourself sometimes is costly
Picking one - picky, petty or grimey

It's a cold, cold world
So cold, so cold
It's a cold, cold world
So cold, so cold
It's a cold, cold world
So cold, so cold
It's a cold, cold word

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