Lyrics:
Cold day and I'm here by myself
I wouldn't lie though I'm doing pretty well
But lately I've been feeling lonely in my shell
Got a wish to make and I
up in the trunk
AK-47, M-11 and a pump
Rolled by [Incomprehensible] on Scott Street
School was lettin' out
"Yo you ain't gonna shoot yet?", Watch
These niggas don't want it
These niggas don't want it
Again
Uh
My wrist, froze
My neck, cold
Respect, owned
Boss check, gold
I'm next, throne
High hoarse,
He's out cold.
O-h-h-h, this just brings us up to what's happenin' again folks.
The Titanic she's sailin' around in between the icebergs.
cannot work out
Where they're being taken
"You will all be in the stages
Of completing your three-month internships
The service we've had you complete
disappearing into the night.
Though a part of me felt sad I also felt a sense of peace. Time started again and many joyful years flew by.
But in the depths of my
There's no love inside that wintertime
Harsh and cold heart filled with ice
Leaves you broken hearted appetite all gone by dinner time
Left you
it up in the trunk
AK-47, M-11 and a pump
Rolled by ? on Scott Street
School was letting out,
"Yo you ain't gonna shoot yet?" "watch me!"
Opened
the crowd, spark your lighters, wave 'em around
If you don't know by now, I'm talking 'bout Chi-Town!
I'm coming home again
Do you think about me now
never heal
Always with me like they're tattoos
And when I'm breaking down inside
My cold heart matches with my cold eyes
Surrounded by this fake love
I stopped by old man Dolby's store
For cold ones on the way
We bagged 'em up and dropped 'em down
Out back, by our old place
It won't take long
crack again?"
Fake niggas up three, bring us back again
Riding down Broad Street
I'm in the Bach again
I bully niggas, I'm unlike Mac again
Philly, money
the cold, yea
Not again, not again
I cannot
I was there, by your side
You forgot
When I'm gone
Don't call, don't text
Keep my name out your mouth
Say less
We
Babies cryin' brothers dyin' and brothers getting knocked
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
It was
fan, you always repp'n (Always repp'n!)
I know you right here by my side, I should stop stressing (Stressing!)
A cold world, standing here outside,
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
It's going out of style
Millions in my eyes
I'm running for the title
Thirty minutes in and I wanna clock out
Think I'm in the wind
I can't stay I might
them love in the way I kiss ‘em
They stabbed my homie in the back, I been feelin’ I miss him
Spin ‘em again now, we’re spinnin the block
Sticks go up
with the band...I starred in the video! Did you see that? Did you see that handsome geezer with the blue
chops? Wasn't half cold out there! Anyway no! We
stepping into a cave
Deep down in the dirt, we'll never see the light again
Feed us with your pain, out in the cold
Deep down in the dirt, no echoes from
[Chorus]
"C'mon now!" DJ Lord
"Here we go again"
"C'mon now!" Guerrilla Funk
(Hey yo check one)
We move as a team to keep them demons out
Y'all
tell farewell to
That well you fell down
Fall out the frame, take care of yourself now
It's no thang, come out of the cold rain
Make giant steps, gotta
breathing too slow
Passed out by the day
Now I am Contagious
Once again you're taken in
Once again you're taken in
Once again you're taken in
Once again
of sad young man
Glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again so
Kiss your dreams goodbye
All the sad young men sitting in the bars
Knowing neon
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