Lyrics:
to myself, I'll do better this morning
(This morning)
Just last night, stopped the tears from falling
(It's falling)
At war with the ops, tryna' settle
Paid by Nike with it the almighty liberated mildly
A cold war quietly a fascist like the brashest Iatola
A brother tries to kick it finger pick it
Paid by Nike with it the almighty liberated mildly
A cold war quietly a fascist like the brashest Iatola
A brother tries to kick it finger pick it
night and I'm out on a bender, I'm a weekend offender
I'll Fight my battles till I can't walk, cos I'll Never surrender
I'm Braving the cold I'm a winter
they gon' take his body to the warden, cut with a knife
Pour up a four, forget it by the morning
Every day, every day I gotta storm in
I took your bitch,
makes my blood boil
And the Summer is wrong,
The Summer feels so cold
By now I've come to know
Winter peace,
Summer War!
"We have witnessed this
Where to start, a full house and a pair of hearts
Goin' to war in front of a kid and showin'em how to take it apart
Sweet lovers in the morning, then
the fire at night
That lights the face so cold
Oh, dance in the dark of night
Sing to the morning light
The magic runes are writ in gold to bring
the fire at night
That lights the face so cold
Oh, dance in the dark of night
Sing to the morning light
The magic runes are writ in gold to bring
is upon us
Rise up stand up and be counted
The days of war and the nights of madness
You can't stand in the way of darkness
A cold, cold day in
stuck inside the silence
In a cold cold war
We're too proud to say we're sorry
Aah-aah-aah-aah-aah, aah-aah-aah-aah-aah
Right now it feels like
the dark of night
Sing to the morning light
The apples turn to brown and black
The tyrant's face is red
Oh the war is common cry
Pick up you swords and fly
Seen a nigga get pop for a jacket now That's a cold summer
Crazy a nigga a die for a bih the whole Hood fuckin
Really thought she loved him OGs Ain't
of war and the nights of madness
You can't stand in the way of darkness
A cold, cold day in hell is upon us
Rise up stand up and be counted
The days of war
fo' dranker, that'll guzzle or juggle bar
When broads tug my rope, it's like tug of war
Now what you wanna be, a thug or a star
A Sucka-Free nigga, in
done
How’s it burn faster when we’re cold
Always learn faster when we’re bold
Awh don’t be frightened by tomorrow
There’s no guarantee that it’ll come
By
well, the men who will be fighting by your side
And never turn your back if the battle turns the tide
For the colours of a civil war are louder than
took by the cops
c cold war
There's peace
Man them get in beef for no need
Mothers lose a son
Kids lose a dad
The war has begun
It don't stop at that
prepare your pen and notebook
There are protesters here whose bodies are cold, which means they are killed
They have lost their lives to achieve justice
Time for my daily sacrament of coffee
Everything is prepared just right
I sip it
Coffee’s cold
Well, most mornings it’s a real struggle for us to get
the Cold War and lighting a
Fire under the hot one
Banging on the war drums
We're listening to the rhythm ah, rhythm ah
Rhythm ah come for me
It's a Re-Ron,
designing class like Orwell
Bump a Lil' Gucci or Boosie
With Mos Def Thought Tip Immortal
This that Cold War flow resurrection
You don't know when I'm finna
rare over by Cherson, Cherson,
we calcify fathers here below
a watery cross, with weeds
entwined
This grins restoredly,
low sleep
Wave
Oh, no,
shush
by my side
Sometimes this life can be so cold
I pray you'll come and carry me home
Can we recover?
Will the world ever be
A place of peace
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