[Intro: Flaym]
Cold blooded; frozen skin
Been smoking the remains of my still sickest sins
You call yourself a murderer; better think again
Recede and then go home and you call it a win?

I'm super cold; though burnt within
Mind uncontrolled; the sickest being
The hardest flow; The darkest pen
That's how you lose; That's how I win!

[Verse 1: Flaym]
I'm super cold
Been living so dead but now I arose
Skin thick with the ice covering my soul
Like a vengeful beast; show no control

When I'm in my mode; you be cut like straws
Got to write my code and debug my flaws
I be back like a boss; commandin' like DOS
Stuck down in your thoughts; nightmare to my foes

And when I'm back; I be back with a bang
Get in line cause the front seat ain't gonna hang
How you'd wish that you could; but you had your chance
So now you could step back and hope for a glance
Bitch you think you standin' out; got a manly stance?
Wearin' All-Star shit with them tight-ass pants
Sir you could go home or you can go dance

To some techno will.i.am
Cause my shit go hard; this the way I am
Till the day I return; this a bell that I rang

Consider this a teaser; and I ain't here to please ya
Just a friendly message from your uncle Sam
Battery charged and I'm bout to ram
You bitches, signin' out, this is ACN

[Verse 2: XPolymer Dar]
Kar chaak seena mera waikh ki tamasha lagga
Aatish fishaan khaardaar ye zameer nanga
Chorr de ghulaami Dar tu kis rung runga
Tu kis rung rungaa

Hath lawaan jeri she o bann k paani away
Hath challa e gaani phir jawaani jaway
Banda faqeer nazar maraasi awaay
Dunya meliyaan ich theliyaan ich mangi jaway

Fan-o-hunar mera, lafzaan da gurr mera
Sufi tabyat: soch-o-fiqar ghar mera
Darbay ich qaid jiwain khoon khaar howay
Dushman da jaal meri hi chaal howay
Jo vi kar ditta, chad ditta; pichay hun waikhna nae
Agg wich tayl paa k khud nu mai saiknaa nae
Waich k zameer dhandora nayio pitna
Chadd k ik khoon, baaki sab hega fitnaa
Jinna vi zor; Jinni vi tor
Jinni vi taqat howay jaktaan de kol
Meray imaan tun wadd keri Interpol

Munday bathairay Punjabi karde rap ne
Par meray samnay khallo k vi ghayb ne
O tuwadi galli, mohallay, shehr da naib mai
O saari nikiyaan ne gaindaan par Bat mai

Nawwa aey josh; nawi paud da zamana
Waddi aey soch; waddi fauj da tarana
Karaan mai ghor; aey hai zoq da thikana
Aey hai be-maut fiqar; bekhauf da tarana (x2)

[Verse 3: Xage]
I'm super cold; my freezer deep
You n***as dolt; try and out-leap
You n***as fold your cards; your chips is cheap
I'm making money; Gold, you still counting sheep

Records is what I keep and y'all acting so curious
I'm all for competitions but you n***as ain't serious
You phonies powerless; can't do shit but envy me
When I step in the ring ain't no antagonism, period
Get to know me n***a I'm top of the rack
You sticking back; low-key while I'm chillin' laid back
But in a sec I'll be out with a bang
Sending you straight down with a smack to the sack

Kick back in this hatchback Jam-packed
I'm about to rollback and playback in this bivouac
You quacks can't do jack but clap back
I'm a flack for myself, a class act

Let me conclude this with a nice few words
Ignite a fire so bright yeah just like my future
The fame and power; it's a joint venture
Between you and me; I bet you get the picture

Back in the game; had it coming long time
I'm in for the long run; you n***as is part-time
Killing one by one; it's your deadline
Didn't you get the memo? Go ahead and resign

[Guitar Solo: Asrar Hassan]