Cold Blooded

Cold-blooded, cold-blooded, hard-core
Rough and rugged, rugged and raw
For you and your-your, for you and your
You got the C to the, huh - cold-blooded
Aint it - huh, cmon - hard-core
We take it hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh-er
Yo, yo
My little daughter, started, nursery school
Brother Com, gotta make our move through
the stylist(?) and violence with vibrance
The sign of times with rhyme shit is timeless
The mind is a terrible thing to spill
Rap lifes like a dream that seems for real
A nigga wake up, superstar, with no acres
after, travellin the world to see papers just paper
Streets take ya, back and forth like a shaker
Im a slave to the rhythms breakin off
I get the job done - but some days I wanna take off
D be like, We aint got no time for that!
?uestlove said, We aint got no time for that!
My old bird like , We aint got no time for that!
So I rhyme when my back hurts
Play the numbers from my grandmother like Kraftwerk
I rock the patchwork fast Im in to win but then begin to sin
were in to win with Hens and Heinekens
Beast for each and greet the meek with speech
to seek and peak cause Pete, shit gets deep
I fuh-fuh-freak, styles that come out
at night, when most cats pull the gun out
Go on and on and, to the break of when the
sound run out, run out, r-run out
C uhh, yeah
Cold -blooded (cmon) cold-blooded, hard-core
(hit em with the) Rough and rugged (cmon) ruggedand raw
(hey) for you and yours, for you and yours
You got the C, uhh - cold-blooded (yeah)
cold-blooded (cmon) hard-core
(aint it funky) Rough and rugged, rugged and raw
for you and yours, for you and yours
(Yo, yo I-I think I wanna taste these horns
I want you to taste these horns, cmon now)
C, the cold-blooded (uh) cold-blooded (yeah) hard-core
(aint it) Rough and rugged (uh) rugged and raw
(yeah baby thats what Im talkin about
cmon, give em, give us a little more)
for you and yours, for you and yours
C to the, cold-blooded (na, na-nasty) cold-blooded, hard-core
(cmon) Rough and rugged, rugged and raw
(Yo, aight let let me get a little taste of this here)
for you and yours, for you and yours..
[Common]
The simps, please uhh uhh uhh uhh
These studs mention me, uhh uhh uhh uhh
As a, intense MC, sent to be the reign
on the industry I came
With penitentiary talk , Coke and a Hennesey walk
My imagery talks, metaphors and similes stalk
Time for war, my artillery caulks the hardest nigga
Im killin em soft
Dealin with golf, gettin blowed on the course
I be dissin magazines, but then buy The Source
Cant explain why the force, is with me
Known to bring a rapper down - like Bobby did Whitney
Sophisticated sissies strut like this is Beat Street in backpacks
Braggin how they dont eat meat and abstract
I backsmack em with they skateboard, flee the crime scene
with a rhyme scheme to escape frauds
Make broads becomequeens, run things like a rasta sprinter
The way you want the game I rub off like Henner
I remain like a tattoo with natural raps
Copy like a fax thats yall actual facts
Battle raps is where it began, Ima end it wherever I land
I done thought of, a master plan, it goes
C to the, cold-blooded (yeah, cmon)
cold-blooded, (ya know) hard-core
(aint it) Rough and rugged, (cmon) rugged and raw
for you and yours, for you and yours
You got the C to the, cold-blooded
cold- blooded, hard-core
Rough and rugged, rugged and raw
for you and yours, for you and yours
You got the C to the, cold-blooded (yeah, hey)
cold- blooded (na-nasty, yo yo) hard-core
Rough and rugged, rugged and raw
(aint it, aint it) for you and yours, for you and yours
You got the C to the , cold-blooded
cold-blooded, (cmon) hard-core
Rough and rugged, rugged and raw
for you and yours, for you and yours..
[Common ad-libs, then some vocal samples til end]