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letra de cold - homebwoi

[chorus: t-rock]
i-i don’t sleep. i just work. i’m on alert. i’m pushin’ p. you keep the perc. i’ve been a king before the birth. i-i don’t sleep. i just work. i’m on alert. i’m pushin’ p. you keep the perc. i’ve been a king before the birth. i-i don’t sleep. i just work. i’m on alert. i’m pushin’ p. you keep the perc. i’ve been a king before the birth. i’m the maaaaaan in my city. i’m the maaaaaan do you hear me?

[verse 1: t-rock]
check out my lyrical recipe. i flow like i’m in the nile. the devil’s tryin’ block a n-gga from his blessings never hoe, look at me now. illusions of money and fame and the validation from it had me down. whеn i grew up i found out if you’re a real motha f-cka you’ll rarеly appeal to the crown. still in the trenches with k!llaz who gung ho, michael buffer sh-t, they’re ready to rumble, if i tell ‘em that you got out of pocket, no hesitation little buddy you’re done fo’. i remember gutter livin’ when i was an adolescent now i dwell in a condo. dead weight from hatin’ hoes and n-ggas, i had to cut it out of my life like a lawn mower. god forgive a n-gga savage ways and the neighborhoods i done set a blaze. had to be on that cowboy sh-t back when i was comin’ up, hang a sucka like adam page. n-ggas thinkin’ that they know sh-t, until their light is in the dark. i may look like a goldfish, but i can swim with the sharks n-gga!

[bridge]
cold… cold… (t–th chattering) so cold… cold… whew sh-t! cold… the world’s
[verse 2: homebwoi]
colder than a n-gga that’ll punch his baby momma in the stomach while she’s pregnant, make her lose her baby. unapologetic, but he say he loves her, oh that n-gga crazy. colder than a pastor on the pulpit preachin’, never practice the sh-t that he’s teachin’. go home get drunk as a deacon, all the while your momma keep catchin’ them beatings. sh-t’s colder than family silence that’s why we don’t trust ya. we don’t talk about it, but everybody in the fam know that you touched her. colder than a baby sitter in your crib gettin’ lit, sneaking playin’ with our little baby’s d-ck. pray she gets caught. hope you die slow. you’s a sick b-tch. colder than a coach making you stay after school so he can play jail. tell you to keep your mouth closed and dare you to tell, but i hope he burns in h-ll. colder than a white boy that’ll drive to your hood with that ammo thinking he’s rambo, shoot up a store, shoot up a church in daylight no camo. lawd, colder than casual s-x and now that you’re pregnant you say you don’t want it. (sucking noise) sucked it right out of your stomach. cold… so cold…

[outro: t-rock]
i-i don’t sleep. i just work. i’m on alert. i’m pushin’ p. you keep the perc. i’ve been a king before the birth

- homebwoi

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