COLD WORLD

(Intro)

Let Me Tell You Something Son

Its A Cold World Out There

Very Cold! Go Now With Your FriENDs

Skeemin' Thinkin' You Gone Get To The Top

People Out There Watchin'

Its A Cold Cold World

Let Me Tell You This One More Time

Its A Cold Cold World



You Got The Weed Man?

Word Is Bond

Word Is Bond

I Got This Bitch Man (What She Saying?)

[?] But She Don't Really Love Me

You Know What, Fuck It



[VESRE 1 : Flex 47 ](DEVINEMAVERICK)



Spar lyrical guns

We be indigo sons

Travel galaxies

Battle me

You need assistance

My tongue like six tons

King las name dum

My block is so hot

We need to cool down

Crown chakra

Bitch you need to bow down

Devine maverick

Is I the the baptist

Stay sharp like cactus

Stay phat like fat bitch

Not a snitch, tell it like it is

Activist wit blacken lips

On a track wit me

You better run like shit

Pack a clip still get the lip

Cannabis my catalyst

So I don't even need a lift

I got skills, man I don't even need a gift

I got needs, but act like I don't need a bitch

I got weed, Jah Bless got the mix

Quit the job headed to the stu

Just to make a hit

Hip hop bitch

Till I'm in a ditch



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Its a cold world

J cole need not tell you that

Expirience told me so

Got scars on my back

Som'n to offer rap

"Play my part, like a quarter back

Don't relax

Or get half like the quarter snapped

And when a n***a asked, I get mad but I never snapped

Find solutions stop listening to stupid cats

I hoover craft

You n***as cabs in traffic jams (x2)



[VERSE 2 : Jah Bless]



Its my desisions

Calculating the oppositions

Fuck polititions

Government lies and contradictions

I'm on a mission

Still got no pot to Pissin

You better listen

Before you turn into a victim

Back to the system

These n***as ain't competition

They reminiscing

Ass kissing and dick licking

They start bitching

Next thing they gone missing

I'm a Hooded Villain

Born chilling and bong rip

Kick in the door

Wave in the four four

Get the money then

We won't be broke no more

My eyes low so I ride slow

Fuck the 5 O

Lemme turn in up

When I lace my thoughts

And I record I was born

With a vocal cord

Then I am gone

Get lost come back

When I'm strong

They got my n***as in jail

Filling up court cases

I'm not a racist

Don't forget those slave ships

I come with peace

But I'm not broken in half

Pour up a glass

Roll up some grass

And get blessed

Going so fast won't stop

Til I'm getting the cash

Put my city on the map



[VERSE 3 : Flex 47](DEVINEMAVERICK)



Madalian on my neck

Ride wid a rasta

Shawty indigo so I trust ha

Yeah feel the blood rush

Eminating out your structure

9 chakras

And they all working proper

Ready to die so you can call me big papa

Big shot wit a big cock so fucked why not

I'm on a role n***a fucked why stop

You cats wanna sing on wax, fucking try pop

And how the hell do you fucking find mars

When you couldn't find the killer who fuckin fried Pac

Hip hop bitch

Fuck what you got on tape

I cus a lot das no mistake fuck what your lable say

Make no mistake

If yo shit is fake

We bringing the stake

Fuck if you hate

Am on my way might stop to see your bae

Its a cold world jole need not tell you that

Expirience told me so got scars on my back



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