Cold World (feat. Inspectah Deck & Life)
๐ต 3467 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:31 duration
๐ ID: 7535903
๐ Lyrics
Babies dyin, moms cryin, and punks gettin off
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
It was the night before New Year's, and all through the fuckin projects
Not a handgun was silent, not even a tec
Outsiders is stuck, by enemies who put fear
And blasted on the spot before the pigs were dere
You know hoods robbers snipers new in sight fuck blue and white
They escape before them flash the fuckin lights
Gunshots, shatter first floor window panes
Shells hit the ground and blood stained the dice game
Whether broke callisthetic, any style you set it
Beat niggas toothless, physically cut up like gooses
But with iron on the side thugs took no excuses
Therefore, your fifty-two handblocks was useless
Links was snatched off necks, scars on throats
Jackets took, after bullet rips through coats
Against those who felt the cold from the steel made em fold
And squeal, once the metal hit the temple of his grill
Construction worker, who was caught for his bomber
No time to swing the hammer that was hangin from his Farmer's
And it's bugged how some niggas catch slugs
And pockets dug from everything except check stubs
And it does, sound ill like wars in Brownsville
Or fatal robberies in Red where feds look
For fugitives to shoot cops, niggas layin on roof tops
For his CREAM he stashed in a shoebox
But he was hot, and the strip was filled with young killers
You don't suspect, so cops creep like caterpillars
And born thieves stay hooded with extra bullets
Those who try to flee they hit the vertebrae, increase the murder rate
Similar to hit men who pull out tecs and then
Drop those who act like Thai flows from Mexican
Rabbit, like recipients cashin checks again
Back to the motherfuckin spot on Lexington
Babies dyin, moms cryin, and punks gettin off
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
They be runnin from the cops, bustin off shots
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
Yo
No time to freeze, undercovers ease up in Grand Prixs
And seize packages and pocket the currency
Clicks control strips full clips are sprayed
Yellow tape barricades sidewalks where bodies lay
Madness strikes at twelve o'clock midnight
Stick up kids on the ground broke the staircase light
And I stays harassed, scramblin for petty cash
Jakes on my ass young bucks is learnin fast
357's and 44's
Bought inside corner stores, provide fire sparks for wars
Hospital floors surrounded by the law
Homicide questioning while the jakes guard the door
My hood stay tense, loyalty puts strength in my team
Cause niggas main concern is CREAM
Some niggas in the jet black Gallant
Shot up the Chinese resteraunt, for this kid named Lamont
I thought he was dead but instead he missed a kid
And hit a twelve year old girl in the head and then fled
Tactical narcotic, task force, back off fast
Cause the crime boss is passin off cash
Extortions, for portions of streets, causes beef
Havin followers of Indians trying to play Chief
You witness the saga, casualties and drama
Life is a script, I'm not a actor but the author
Of a modern day opera, where the main character
Is presidential papers, the dominant factor
Babies dyin, moms cryin, and punks gettin off
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
They be runnin from the cops, bustin off shots
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
It was the night before New Year's, and all through the fuckin projects
Not a handgun was silent, not even a tec
Outsiders is stuck, by enemies who put fear
And blasted on the spot before the pigs were dere
You know hoods robbers snipers new in sight fuck blue and white
They escape before them flash the fuckin lights
Gunshots, shatter first floor window panes
Shells hit the ground and blood stained the dice game
Whether broke callisthetic, any style you set it
Beat niggas toothless, physically cut up like gooses
But with iron on the side thugs took no excuses
Therefore, your fifty-two handblocks was useless
Links was snatched off necks, scars on throats
Jackets took, after bullet rips through coats
Against those who felt the cold from the steel made em fold
And squeal, once the metal hit the temple of his grill
Construction worker, who was caught for his bomber
No time to swing the hammer that was hangin from his Farmer's
And it's bugged how some niggas catch slugs
And pockets dug from everything except check stubs
And it does, sound ill like wars in Brownsville
Or fatal robberies in Red where feds look
For fugitives to shoot cops, niggas layin on roof tops
For his CREAM he stashed in a shoebox
But he was hot, and the strip was filled with young killers
You don't suspect, so cops creep like caterpillars
And born thieves stay hooded with extra bullets
Those who try to flee they hit the vertebrae, increase the murder rate
Similar to hit men who pull out tecs and then
Drop those who act like Thai flows from Mexican
Rabbit, like recipients cashin checks again
Back to the motherfuckin spot on Lexington
Babies dyin, moms cryin, and punks gettin off
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
They be runnin from the cops, bustin off shots
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
Yo
No time to freeze, undercovers ease up in Grand Prixs
And seize packages and pocket the currency
Clicks control strips full clips are sprayed
Yellow tape barricades sidewalks where bodies lay
Madness strikes at twelve o'clock midnight
Stick up kids on the ground broke the staircase light
And I stays harassed, scramblin for petty cash
Jakes on my ass young bucks is learnin fast
357's and 44's
Bought inside corner stores, provide fire sparks for wars
Hospital floors surrounded by the law
Homicide questioning while the jakes guard the door
My hood stay tense, loyalty puts strength in my team
Cause niggas main concern is CREAM
Some niggas in the jet black Gallant
Shot up the Chinese resteraunt, for this kid named Lamont
I thought he was dead but instead he missed a kid
And hit a twelve year old girl in the head and then fled
Tactical narcotic, task force, back off fast
Cause the crime boss is passin off cash
Extortions, for portions of streets, causes beef
Havin followers of Indians trying to play Chief
You witness the saga, casualties and drama
Life is a script, I'm not a actor but the author
Of a modern day opera, where the main character
Is presidential papers, the dominant factor
Babies dyin, moms cryin, and punks gettin off
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
They be runnin from the cops, bustin off shots
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:15.72] Babies dyin, moms cryin, and punks gettin off
[00:27.08] Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
[00:29.98] In this cold, cold world
[00:33.36] It was the night before New Year's, and all through the fuckin projects
[00:37.53] Not a handgun was silent, not even a tec
[00:39.94] Outsiders is stuck, by enemies who put fear
[00:42.94] And blasted on the spot before the pigs were dere
[00:45.47] You know hoods robbers snipers new in sight fuck blue and white
[00:48.85] They escape before them flash the fuckin lights
[00:50.99] Gunshots, shatter first floor window panes
[00:53.58] Shells hit the ground and blood stained the dice game
[00:56.13] Whether broke callisthetic, any style you set it
[00:58.76] Beat niggas toothless, physically cut up like gooses
[01:01.40] But with iron on the side thugs took no excuses
[01:04.07] Therefore, your fifty-two handblocks was useless
[01:06.88] Links was snatched off necks, scars on throats
[01:09.51] Jackets took, after bullet rips through coats
[01:11.87] Against those who felt the cold from the steel made em fold
[01:14.30] And squeal, once the metal hit the temple of his grill
[01:16.85] Construction worker, who was caught for his bomber
[01:19.54] No time to swing the hammer that was hangin from his Farmer's
[01:22.55] And it's bugged how some niggas catch slugs
[01:24.67] And pockets dug from everything except check stubs
[01:27.77] And it does, sound ill like wars in Brownsville
[01:30.14] Or fatal robberies in Red where feds look
[01:32.77] For fugitives to shoot cops, niggas layin on roof tops
[01:35.87] For his CREAM he stashed in a shoebox
[01:38.18] But he was hot, and the strip was filled with young killers
[01:40.73] You don't suspect, so cops creep like caterpillars
[01:43.33] And born thieves stay hooded with extra bullets
[01:45.88] Those who try to flee they hit the vertebrae, increase the murder rate
[01:48.66] Similar to hit men who pull out tecs and then
[01:51.42] Drop those who act like Thai flows from Mexican
[01:54.07] Rabbit, like recipients cashin checks again
[01:56.72] Back to the motherfuckin spot on Lexington
[01:59.76] Babies dyin, moms cryin, and punks gettin off
[02:01.90] Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
[02:05.07] In this cold, cold world
[02:07.73] They be runnin from the cops, bustin off shots
[02:12.66] Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
[02:15.26] In this cold, cold world
[02:18.21] Yo
[02:19.90] No time to freeze, undercovers ease up in Grand Prixs
[02:23.13] And seize packages and pocket the currency
[02:25.62] Clicks control strips full clips are sprayed
[02:28.47] Yellow tape barricades sidewalks where bodies lay
[02:31.32] Madness strikes at twelve o'clock midnight
[02:33.73] Stick up kids on the ground broke the staircase light
[02:36.45] And I stays harassed, scramblin for petty cash
[02:38.94] Jakes on my ass young bucks is learnin fast
[02:41.79] 357's and 44's
[02:43.79] Bought inside corner stores, provide fire sparks for wars
[02:47.59] Hospital floors surrounded by the law
[02:49.76] Homicide questioning while the jakes guard the door
[02:52.76] My hood stay tense, loyalty puts strength in my team
[02:54.83] Cause niggas main concern is CREAM
[02:57.34] Some niggas in the jet black Gallant
[02:59.74] Shot up the Chinese resteraunt, for this kid named Lamont
[03:02.72] I thought he was dead but instead he missed a kid
[03:05.67] And hit a twelve year old girl in the head and then fled
[03:07.98] Tactical narcotic, task force, back off fast
[03:11.20] Cause the crime boss is passin off cash
[03:13.74] Extortions, for portions of streets, causes beef
[03:16.20] Havin followers of Indians trying to play Chief
[03:18.57] You witness the saga, casualties and drama
[03:21.46] Life is a script, I'm not a actor but the author
[03:23.97] Of a modern day opera, where the main character
[03:26.57] Is presidential papers, the dominant factor
[03:29.43] Babies dyin, moms cryin, and punks gettin off
[03:52.70] Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
[03:55.83] In this cold, cold world
[03:59.80] They be runnin from the cops, bustin off shots
[04:03.52] Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
[04:06.33] In this cold, cold world
[04:16.35]
[00:27.08] Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
[00:29.98] In this cold, cold world
[00:33.36] It was the night before New Year's, and all through the fuckin projects
[00:37.53] Not a handgun was silent, not even a tec
[00:39.94] Outsiders is stuck, by enemies who put fear
[00:42.94] And blasted on the spot before the pigs were dere
[00:45.47] You know hoods robbers snipers new in sight fuck blue and white
[00:48.85] They escape before them flash the fuckin lights
[00:50.99] Gunshots, shatter first floor window panes
[00:53.58] Shells hit the ground and blood stained the dice game
[00:56.13] Whether broke callisthetic, any style you set it
[00:58.76] Beat niggas toothless, physically cut up like gooses
[01:01.40] But with iron on the side thugs took no excuses
[01:04.07] Therefore, your fifty-two handblocks was useless
[01:06.88] Links was snatched off necks, scars on throats
[01:09.51] Jackets took, after bullet rips through coats
[01:11.87] Against those who felt the cold from the steel made em fold
[01:14.30] And squeal, once the metal hit the temple of his grill
[01:16.85] Construction worker, who was caught for his bomber
[01:19.54] No time to swing the hammer that was hangin from his Farmer's
[01:22.55] And it's bugged how some niggas catch slugs
[01:24.67] And pockets dug from everything except check stubs
[01:27.77] And it does, sound ill like wars in Brownsville
[01:30.14] Or fatal robberies in Red where feds look
[01:32.77] For fugitives to shoot cops, niggas layin on roof tops
[01:35.87] For his CREAM he stashed in a shoebox
[01:38.18] But he was hot, and the strip was filled with young killers
[01:40.73] You don't suspect, so cops creep like caterpillars
[01:43.33] And born thieves stay hooded with extra bullets
[01:45.88] Those who try to flee they hit the vertebrae, increase the murder rate
[01:48.66] Similar to hit men who pull out tecs and then
[01:51.42] Drop those who act like Thai flows from Mexican
[01:54.07] Rabbit, like recipients cashin checks again
[01:56.72] Back to the motherfuckin spot on Lexington
[01:59.76] Babies dyin, moms cryin, and punks gettin off
[02:01.90] Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
[02:05.07] In this cold, cold world
[02:07.73] They be runnin from the cops, bustin off shots
[02:12.66] Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
[02:15.26] In this cold, cold world
[02:18.21] Yo
[02:19.90] No time to freeze, undercovers ease up in Grand Prixs
[02:23.13] And seize packages and pocket the currency
[02:25.62] Clicks control strips full clips are sprayed
[02:28.47] Yellow tape barricades sidewalks where bodies lay
[02:31.32] Madness strikes at twelve o'clock midnight
[02:33.73] Stick up kids on the ground broke the staircase light
[02:36.45] And I stays harassed, scramblin for petty cash
[02:38.94] Jakes on my ass young bucks is learnin fast
[02:41.79] 357's and 44's
[02:43.79] Bought inside corner stores, provide fire sparks for wars
[02:47.59] Hospital floors surrounded by the law
[02:49.76] Homicide questioning while the jakes guard the door
[02:52.76] My hood stay tense, loyalty puts strength in my team
[02:54.83] Cause niggas main concern is CREAM
[02:57.34] Some niggas in the jet black Gallant
[02:59.74] Shot up the Chinese resteraunt, for this kid named Lamont
[03:02.72] I thought he was dead but instead he missed a kid
[03:05.67] And hit a twelve year old girl in the head and then fled
[03:07.98] Tactical narcotic, task force, back off fast
[03:11.20] Cause the crime boss is passin off cash
[03:13.74] Extortions, for portions of streets, causes beef
[03:16.20] Havin followers of Indians trying to play Chief
[03:18.57] You witness the saga, casualties and drama
[03:21.46] Life is a script, I'm not a actor but the author
[03:23.97] Of a modern day opera, where the main character
[03:26.57] Is presidential papers, the dominant factor
[03:29.43] Babies dyin, moms cryin, and punks gettin off
[03:52.70] Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
[03:55.83] In this cold, cold world
[03:59.80] They be runnin from the cops, bustin off shots
[04:03.52] Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
[04:06.33] In this cold, cold world
[04:16.35]