Its your world Its a cold world its your world im slammin the door on your cold world Its a Cold World Its a Cold World Its your world
don't even know it And Def Squad L.O.D. for life (word up, yeah fuck your life) Act trife I'll let my dog cold fuck your wife {Interlude: Announcer}
the door, through the window he saw A single white feather lying on the floor. She was there no more... Now that great lord is dying, his cold heart
to mist where Emboldened thorns Made their bed with toppled stones He closed His eyes Sunken to dream there Of crow-black skies And a great white empty
game. Embalmed, crippled, dying in fear of pain. All sense of freedom gone. Black sun in a white world. Like having a black sun in a white world. I
prove them suckers right and I got the blues America... Get busy, Humpy The red, the white, the blue and The blue and the red For Clips and Bloods The white
dealin with real life Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics And show these people what my level of skill's like But I'm still white, sometimes
it: white sand, blue sea, But I don't know who they are and I'm damn sure they don't know me But I come in peace! Cool! White Flag! White Flag! No War
: No One Here, No One There I See Desolation Everywhere Just Run Out Of Tears To Cry Its Getting Colder Every Day In This God Forgotten World I Pray
of the cask Why you could go kiss my ass for the cask of Amontillado Edgar old fellow dear bosom friend Hail fellow well met oh great elucidator great
it's cold out here Sooner or later she told me I am in love again, truly this time Nothing at home left to hold me The city's just great and the world
bang bang You wanna fuck with my gang? We?ll be bringing you the pain It ain?t ever gonna change (Everlast) Recognise, analyze, mobilize, analyze the great white cold
swirl, I'm so lifted I walk on clouds, Please please please don't shoot me down, Fuckin' right I put it down, Buy it white and cook it brown, This is how great
a moth in a flame And our world was so fucking gone But I'm not attached to your world Nothing heals and nothing grows Because it's a great big white world
for dolo I bag solo, like a nigga that boost Polo Steppin through the corridor, of metaphors Lookin over my left Shoulder the mic, still feel colder than
: Great white eyes Bleed away the Trembling sound No more time Body spasm deep And passing Acid flesh Human river stepping Stones of Love and death
(Get em on) I'm on one (Get em on) I'm on one (Get em on) I said I'm on one [Drake] I'm getting so cold I aint work this hard since I was 18 Apologise
