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letra de new year’s cypher 2014 - cold blooded

[verse 1: bugzy malone]
give this mad black man a cat scan
and watch the world marvel at the sight of his divine mind;
n-gga this is primetime rhymin’
i like to treat the game like it’s cod
i tote these accurate verses, and they burst like a famas
me and my conglomerates
steady droppin’ dimes and gems
pennies for the thoughts
gettin’ jotted with a diamond pen
eat up all you rhymers
hungry n-ggas in the struggle, but that’s only for a season;
my team finna bubble, sendin’ chills down spines like, “who changed up the climate?”
leave a rookie p-ssy bleedin’
like a torn up hymen
yeah
tell ’em who the culprit is
nah, we ain’t anonymous:
cb, we be, ct’s finest
my blue blood is cold, n-gga f-ck your coast
i’ll scr-pe all these weak cats like some burnt up toast
give me all my dividends, i want money to blow
run the jewels mother f-cker, what you need those for?
these bristol kids is ignorant, spendin’ cash on blow
f-ckin’ idiots, thats on you
but when you do a bump, bump my sh-t
and when you do a line, recite mine;
i go hand in hand with c0ke cause i’m dope
throw froze speedb-lls at r-t-rds
i keep on tellin’ y’all i’m frigid
i guess you dont get it
b-tch, i been a menace since denis was just an infant
bug a villain with an infinite stash of wicked rhythms, n-gga

[verse 2: ryan jones]
uh
ridin’ around with the underground, n-ggas lie around
yo, look who’s chillin’?
n-gga, i ain’t been nothin’ different
same n-gga with ambition to be livin’ with the hiltons
20-13, the team been doing things; it was business
all on a mission with commitment
ooh
k!ll ’em, cause i’m chillin’ so vigor, with a gold digger
thinkin’ i’mma be a globe drifter
rock-this-fu-ckin-house…
cold blooded; get wild
peace sign in the air, tell ’em if we care;
good vibes is the style over here
so, they label me an influence to the clueless and ruined
ryan jones be the name
p-ssin’ like students
cold blooded logo on a global trip
on a pogo stick to the top
takin’ over; mojo jojo sh-t
bugsy malone just phoned home; now we gold
860 is you ain’t know
so i’mma a mogul in the making
braces on my face, and i’m still gettin’ play
i been matin’ with some females on the way
i been single for a day
i been sinnin’ by the minute;
definition of a penny out to get it
i’m the urge runnin’ to be worth somethin’
walk around like i’m earth’s coming
20-14, cb got the work coming

[verse 3: jg.]
ayo
mr. benjamin b-tton back to
reverse time through the rapture
still flying on kybalion to capture
transformative energy
mutating mental capacity of the centerpiece
of what is meant to be
yo
i find self advocation within knowledge
of one’s individuality throughout the silence
that’s why i leave the imagination to sort that
and let the ink paint you pictures like rorschach;
at the end the margin, between consciousness
sometimes i slip up off of the page
into abolishment of realism
and steer in it a bit darker
i’m lost;
goin’ off right at the snap of the marker
i get into the ring
not where the hand in the altar sits
but where i battle with the human in the mirror’s alternate;
myself
and through this life, most people who still quote-unquote “alive,” have already died;
let that marinate
mentally and physically
the fact i’m here today’s the reason that i’m still on the mission to find clarity
felt like god had stopped hearin me
figured the faith lied here in me
and discovered a cold blooded synchronization
from the womb ’til the tomb
rhymin’ and truth
lowkey, i’m earl manigault developing in time
til’ then
i’m just waitin’ to find the elements of i
stay + my n-gga

[verse 4: julian rose]
my rap sh-t is too legit to quit
i can go hit for hit, which means spit for spit
you like kim k, your purpose does not exist
all you do is suck d-ck of these n-ggas that are rich
but i’m good
truly i stay blessed
with the talent i’ve been given there’s never a contest
stretch and you will reach
listen i might teach, reminisce eric b., rakim and simple beats
i been elite since cleats and all-state
been a while since i thought life was all great
life with no art is stop with no start
play with no park
what’s light with no dark?
check this
i’mma wreck this reckless
bringing back hip-hop without the gold necklace
years ahead of me, you better respect it
cb representative recently re-elected
did i forget to mention?
since i was in detention
i been on tracks venting for your comprehension
furthermore, look at what i’ve got in store
i could probably write a book of all the sh-t i can’t ignore
i could probably write a book of all the sh-t i can’t afford
look at what i put together
look at where i was before, uh
shy to confident
so dominant
youngin’ competent, living the fullest
motherf-ck the consequence
and that’s common sense

[verse 5: rosean]
uh
under rate me, you n-ggas still under rate me?
that sh-t is crazy, i’ve seen lebron in me lately
i’ve seen
mr. smooth, “take your b-tch to prom with me” lately
i mean
the game is mine
cl!ck a b-tton, watch us in hd
i’m a motherf-cking monster; check me if you want to
step back, off gl-ss, or all cash; b-tch i’m ballin’
and you ain’t givin’ -ss
so where your friend at? quit the stallin’
man, i get up in that p-ssy
i swear i’m reconstructing organs
and i don’t give a f-ck about opinions and sh-t
that’s probably cause i view you n-ggas as minions and sh-t
you n-ggas cuffin’ girls who took a million of d-cks
and i don’t got to be the shooter, i’ll pay my mans, and you hit
now
let’s address a couple rumors while i’m soundin’ off;
i do get way too high, like i live on mars
i don’t f-ck with f-ck n-ggas, man it’s like a clause
and everything i touch is perfect
n-gga i don’t like no flaws
i’m perfect
y’all n-ggas is losers, i’m here
chasin’ these dreams that can get ended by shooters
i’m talkin’ extenders on rugers;
n-ggas pretendin’ to be what they not
and everybody ran they mouth to the cops
and everybody on the block ’til they not on the block
and everybody wanna get shot ’til they really get shot, but i’m
just chillin’
rollin’ my weed
these n-ggas is on my d-ck like they b-tches be
and i’m just chillin’
chillin’ chillin’
ch-chillin’ chillin’
i’m just chillin’
chillin’ chillin’
cold blooded b-tch

[verse 6: cbx1]
yo, yo
i told you i’m that n-gga, and y’all thought that i was kiddin’?
rollin’ in the dodge with b-tches that def’ be wit’ it
when i’m not in ct, i feel like i’m missin’ minutes with my brothers
a.k.a the cold blooded f-ckin’ senate
in my dreams, back then, there was all of these glitches
now i see me backstage, finger poppin’ these b-tches
while i’m on the road to glory, tryna chase these riches
got distracted from these women, cause all they want are my dig-its
n-ggas
better respect the clique
tearin’ up your city, witness me not givin’ sh-ts
i’mma be a legend
breathing legend as i spit
when they hear the name malique, whole cypher right on this d-ck
uh, yo
see there’s really nothin’ new
n-ggas k!llin’ n-ggas, and crackers k!llin’ ’em too
my boy’s people witnessed a n-gga k!llin’ for shoes;
all i’m tryna’ say is i don’t want my name on the news
cause that sh-t is really k!llin’
but i’m livin’, livin’, livin’
in the empire state
where n-ggas cookin’ in the kitchen
cause this college life is crazy, i’m goin’ slower when i’m sippin’
but i’m always on my grind, and hittin’ what these n-ggas pitchin’
cause i overcome adversity
crackers callin’ me n-gga
but they stand in accolade when this n-gga reaches 6 figures
so, i’m yellin’ to the top, to please get off my snicker
i’m a cold blooded n-gga, got b-tches bouncin’ like tigger

[verse 7: daz]
i be the illest protagonist
so watch who you rappin’ with
spittin’ crack, and you n-ggas barely be baggin it’
i ain’t havin’ it with that inadequate f-ggot sh-t
my n-gga, i’m top shelf like two cups in a kitchen cabinet
cold blooded advocate, lyrical activist
school of hard knock graduate, burn ’em like acetate
i’m on my 2pac, k!lluminati sh-t
hit your b-tch with the tsunami d-ck
make her holla’ quick, that’s what it is n-gga
i don’t give a f-ck, like a jonas brother’s purity ring
on the finger of a p-rnstar filming a brazzers scene
eatin’ collard greens
poppin’ ketamine
laced with poppy seeds, all in the back of their grandfather’s suv
n-gga
i’m gon’ get it even if my life depended on it
flow stupid, r-t-rded
i’mma grind, and that’s regardless
of what you say
i want to rise to be a legend
like dr. dre
a couple grams in my backwoods to keep me refined
i said this game is a b-tch
so i’mma f-ck it from behind, and you know that i’mma wish it well
and if i die, i’ll be the flyest n-gga in h-ll
i take the purple kush, and then i inhale
exhale, i will prevail
dictatin’ this sh-t like my name is fidel
castro, yeah
i said my cold blooded n-ggas, yeah we out here
y’all should chill the f-ck out, cause n-gga this is our year
yeah, yeah, uh
yeah, yeah

[verse 8: tequila yuen]
i’m over 9000, go check vegeta’s scouter
my carbon footprint shrunk ever since me & your b-tch started sharing showers
i’m only kinda sober, rap game jaffe joffer
chillin in your barbershop, b-tch clean up all these flowers
polly wanna cracker, hottie wanna c-ck
the sh-t & the urine like a “johnny on the spot”
tequila motherf-cker, l!cking shotties off your broad
in the school, bumping “lotus & the jondy” on the quad
the b-ss kicks in like a hit of the gl-ss d-ck
this sh-t is a cl-ssic like strep’s going around school
3rd eye open, i don’t f-ck with chiaotzu’s
you little clown dudes are headed for self destruction
i’m watching dbz smoking dmt just to get a buzz
y’all need to create some better drugs
i channel heisenberg, writing words, never sus
the god-body’s potent, my n-gga, i’m selling blood
i’m awesome, you missed me with the bullsh-t
you’re a terrible marksman, i’ll rock your skull as a chain like dhalsim
leave a n-gga stretched out so insane
well known for the art in these parts like corey pane
been doing this since mom used to sprinkle my tongue with cayenne pepper
we on the grind like we ride for zephyr
you light as feathers, suck a d-ck for 2 zip 1 4
cold blooded motherf-cker, til it’s done for

- cold blooded

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