Cold World

I sit alone in the basement

Facing, chasing these wicked, demons

Got thoughts up in ma head of my daddy's wasted s-semen

Havin' her in the bedroom,

9-1-1 cuz im not breathin'

feelin like death is getting closer and I can't stop from secedein'

Do I run to the mirror

look at me, and pull the trigger.

hooker said body found dead and gone

well shit, just another dead nigger.

My future, lookin weary, hear me

maybe after that wanna flex, wanna hustle

never lay down a bit and tussle

take my life, in one night

now im havin' visions

Do or die based on decisions

movin crystal sista, mssions

but I wanna be and fly away liek pigeons

I missin my family an all

but I just dont know dog

cuz i left another dog in the back yard

an he jab wit the left an he hit hard

(but I break off)

(Chorus)

And thats why I stay low

cuz the world's gettin' too cold

We yellin it off the "O"

cuz the world's full of bitches

(picture this)

Cold cold world.

They ask why I stay low

cuz the world's gettin too cold

we yellin out the "O"

cuz the world's full of bitches

It just is

Cold cold world

Picture two worlds collide

every civilization died

catchin bullet holes

you can still hear they mamas crying

In every second is the grave layed tight

niggas getting murdered and losin paper and they life

these days aint so bright now

this is a message to how shorties gotta pipe down

I know we wansta weather crime on the streets

we hear the sound of the heat

and every round is takin ya six feet

I heard the cops killed you last week

you got shot tryin to take the phone off the seat

rest in peace, I know it's better when your eyes sleep

god take us by the hands as we right deep

no longer seek for the things that weaken the flesh

did we believe and have faith when it bothered us?

I understand that we all must return to dust

and leave behind everything that our hands have touched

god, this world is too much.

(chorus)

I first took a breather

heard a voice to the 1-9

nigga tryin tear ma life line

get it back and to ma right man

seeing blood on the sleece and a black nine

please god is it my time?

hold on to what am i face up for

black the night was

no light was

willing with the wind blew in

below, with a slug to the moon

open in time with the tomb

looking for the hospital room

feelin kinda dizzy from the blood shed

turn around and heard a thug said

I gotta place we can play at

hop to da 99' never get at all red

come out quick before we all dead

to the back row

sippin henesey

better get relocated to the ash row

here that nine with the bullet-proof vest go

hottie lets go

pull a chromium free with the vest go

just a little on the testicle

never leaving till the rest go

and it's best to know

every dog on a day got a chance to bring

got a chain for the best clothes

I wanna die my best slow

and even in my death glow

lets have a prayer for the world, the cold one

from the old to the small one

jsut to say that we are one

father listen

this world is cold.

(chorus)