Cold World Songtext
von M.O.P.

Damn (Fire Squad)
Back at your ass again, nigga (First Family, First Family)
World famous (First Family, First Family)
Listen here (Come on)

It′s a cold world, sho nuff, it's on
It′s a cold world, so bitch nigga, dress warm
Slum ass wannabe hard ass nigga
Cornball butter soft lard ass nigga
It's a cold world, sho nuff, it's on
It′s a cold world, so bitch nigga, dress warm
Slum ass wannabe hard ass nigga
Cornball butter soft lard ass nigga


Niggas waited for my shit to drop
Because I show love to the true thugs on the back block
Post up at the biggest crack spots
Raised around killers, so eventually I popped shots
Make ′em feel you, Bill, nigga, stop playin'
On the real, fuck around, you′ll get your death wish fulfilled
Yeah, this cock sucker got the wrong idea
He came a long damn way, how the hell you think I got here?
I learned to survive with illegal guys
That know how to hide, homicide time, baby
Yeah, I dominates what you're tryna do
I wear my hat broke down and play the wall when I′m slidin' through
I got a crew, original ill figure
Clutch triggers at some of Brooklyn′s illest niggas
Damn, I'm so deep in the game, I keep in touch with myself
So I can feel a real nigga's pain
I′ll bend ya quick, I think it′s gonna be conflict
If I feel you're fakin′ the flip
You pumpin's leavin′ you blind
Thugs of my kind will dismantle your mind
And shatter your damn spine

It's a cold world, sho nuff, it′s on
It's a cold world, so bitch nigga, dress warm
Slum ass wannabe hard ass nigga
Cornball butter soft lard ass nigga


Time fly, slugs fly, people die (Damn)
Guerrilla warfare all across the land
If they break the code of silence, leave 'em all dead
And most take a fall when I call code red
More people trapped in like immigrants
But on the low, we′re the most dominant, most infinite
Laws keep you trapped, so I act innocent
But on the low, I can act real motherfuckin′ ignorant
Raised by a army of thugs who done it all
From the smartest to the dumbest, and I happen to be the youngest
Twenty-two years of age, brave as a lion
And that's with or without the iron
Fools wanna stress ya, then they wanna test ya
Then you gotta get your stand, deal with the pressure
I ain′t got a decent fuckin' family to bury me
You think your bullshit worry me?
Ayo, I move quickly, but come across so humble
Fools be on point when it′s time for the rumble
W-O-M-A-C-K (Hit ya) with the
Game plan that'll twist ya (Mister)

It′s a cold world, sho nuff, it's on
It's a cold world, so bitch nigga, dress warm
Slum ass wannabe hard ass nigga
Cornball butter soft lard ass nigga
It′s a cold world, sho nuff, it′s on
It's a cold world, so bitch nigga, dress warm
Slum ass wannabe hard ass nigga
Cornball butter soft lard ass nigga

We gon′ put this bullshit to a cease
Hollerin' about peace
You in the belly of the fuckin′ beast
I figured it out from the start
And since I laid my mother to rest
I've been blessed with this cold heart
If it ain′t I.B., don't touch
If he's against us, fuck him
If he ain′t with us, fuck him
We′ll be aight, nigga, that's right, nigga
We tight, nigga, what′s more
When we don't like niggas, we′ll invite niggas to war

And believe we got lead to give 'em
Thugs that perform massacres like Nazism
This livin′ mechanism steady livin' to the end
Discombobulate ya, then I'm gone with the wind
Begin, my men been through hard times
That′s what you′ll find when you go through my family archive
Make room, I'ma play the background
When it′s gat time, I'ma hit you with the flatline

It′s a cold world, sho nuff, it's on
It′s a cold world, so bitch nigga, dress warm
Slum ass wannabe hard ass nigga
Cornball butter soft lard ass nigga
It's a cold world, sho nuff, it's on
It′s a cold world, so bitch nigga, dress warm
Slum ass wannabe hard ass nigga
Cornball butter soft lard ass nigga

Yeah, open the door, you motherfuckers
Said you wanted to see me, right?
See me now, motherfucker, see me now
I told you, right? Bah, bah, motherfucker
I told you, cold world, motherfucker
Bah, motherfucker, yeah, what you got to say now, motherfucker?
You bad motherfucker
Yeah, here I am now, here I am
Oh, you wanna run? Bah, motherfucker
I′ll see you at your funeral, motherfucker
You better have your tuxedo on
Yeah, First Fam, nigga, for life
Motherfucker
Ayo, come on, son, we out
Man, fuck these niggas
We livin' it for real