Lyrics:
Randy Mac is clockin a stupid grip
On the party track I'm cold lampin
But when the Syndicate rolls I be jackin
You thought I fell off, I ain't even
a hint of remorse in me
Cold to my core feels like only in war do I ever find normalcy
Like on the beaches of Normandy
Live by the sword, I'ma die when
the fairy on the Christmas tree
Big Eddie and his songs are growing old
The piano player blames his fingers
Says they're freezing cold
And the tinsel hardly
the trenches, tryna change
Live by it, die by it, cause I'm stuck in my ways
A cold-hearted thug nigga, but quiet as Kep
They took a nigga out the ghetto, but my
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
bodies lying next to me
Beach feeling in war times
Beach feeling in war times
Sunburned by the muzzle flashes
Emotions unheard cause the guns are back
受受：
The war never ends
Please,no war
In order for the weak to obey
Obey the strong side
They plunder all the resources
Many people suffer from
the man
I am somebody
I went from nothing to something
I had that smoke
I am somebody
Now we at war with the ends
I guess they just following trends
I am
rage in evil ways
My destination was to seek life
I mean the stars was so low they appeared as streetlights
I was shown the crucifixion by two
Just a young solider in a cold war this place is real
Lost loved ones I won't heal it hurt me still
This lifestyle they hate to die but love
The war will never end
It crackles through the speakers
I watch the landscape roll on by
And all the drinks that warmed me up
From my toes on through
a clue but it's a trilogy
If by chance you get this message
Vapor air will take you there
I've been hiding imperfections
Bring them with you make
spiritual wars
I move like the spook who sat by the door
Put out one of my eyes and I still got two
Put out the second one and I can still see you,
spiritual wars
I move like the spook who sat by the door
Put out one of my eyes and I still got two
Put out the second one and I can still see you,
the phoenix of the free,
Fearless spirits never breaking, on and all bound by unity.
Can't ya hear the war cry..? Piercing through the cold night.
A beacon in
to get it on, we marched upon the lawn
out in D.C., stated our word is bond on TV
Unfold the prophecy left in the cold by democracy
This whole world
the 12th led by the one
We will emerge slowly as not to draw unwanted attention
Yet the sound of war-cry will spell fear on the lips the the horde called
room
Vapors healing
Fresh cut wounds
From coast to coast
You're keeping me warm a blanket so torn
The end is nearing
Ready for war
Manipulation's your
for you snakes can be some baiters
Had to learn reptiles was cold-blooded due to nature
Had to smoke a snake’s kin and harm him with the vapor
Black
just a minor issue
Something you can turn your cheek to
Avoiding the elephant up in the room the vicinity’s getting old
Time to address it isn’t cold
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
fast
357's and 44's
Bought inside corner stores, their fire sparks the wars
Hospital floors surrounded by the law
Homicide questioning while
hustle hard to keep the sharks fear (Yeah)
For the score go to war like a jarhead (Hi-Tek!)
New York, New York, New York, New York, New York! (Woo!)
New
Turn to cold dinner
Ayy, when it's war time, where you go
Nigga?
Ghost nigga, probably get exposed, nigga
And it's for life, and I
Mean it like an oath,
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