Cold Sweat Songtext
von Swollen Members

A whisper of death stirred the house
And it screamed, "Murder, murder"

I′mma murder anybody in the whole room

I'mma murder anybody, I control doom

You should see inside my mind, that′s where trolls loom
I've been a crazy little bastard since homeroom
Angelic elegance and devious behavior
Feel a bit unwanted, parents leave you with your neighbors

I'm spitting tiger style, mixing up my martial arts
Every line is partially dark, known for saying harsh remarks
The kids just can′t control the wordplay like Weeknd
The weekends, used to roll deep like Puerto Ricans
But now I′m fuckin' older, rhymes are bolder and I roll dolo


Half crazy, walk the streets at night like old hobos
Dressed in black like I am Johnny Cash or Los Lobos
Lost robo, middle of the black lagoon
Ready to attack while I am crackin′ on you wack buffoons
Wake up in a cold sweat, middle of the afternoon
Thoughts of suicide and homicide, but I'll be laughing soon
Cackin′ like a jackal with these accolades attacking you
Killer on the run, not a killer with a gun
But I'm dangerous as fuck, when I′m angry better run

This is not a pseudonym, this is not an alias
I'm actually unstable with a cable round my radius

More than just a minor threat
Only feeling order when I'm caught up in a spider web

Ghosts and goblins, deeper than the ocean bottom
Close to God, but life is full of mostly problems
Life is full of mostly problems
Close to God, but life is full of mostly problems
Ghosts and goblins, deeper than the ocean bottom
Close to God, but life is full of mostly problems
Life is full of mostly problems
Close to God, but life is full of mostly problems

If we standin′ in proximity, it means you′re overshadowed

Snake eyes and storm saddle, smooth blade sword handle
Next comes the laser plus the taser, bust the razor out
Feels like I'm Call of Duty, hallways in a horror movie
Blood is ruby red in color, I love making music, brother
Count how many skulls we′ve had, adorn the front of album cover
Dracula's the king still, we′re black crows, you're duck bills


Wolfman revealed at the full moon, war wounds

Harpoons and missiles, it′s a throwback 'til it goes black
Where is this? Floatin' out in space, relate the distance

Light cycles, Tron′s uprising, witness resistance
Life cycles, D res ′em, no programs, no questions
I'm destined for more lessons, congestion on the viaduct
Too much rap traffic, rollin′ over them in Chevy truck
350 Engine type, the boat header rumbles nice
Float 'em face down in moat water, they let go of life
Departure like an arrow from an archer, split the target frame
Survival of the fittest, walking dead, we do more than maim
Arrival in this game was long ago, we still got more to claim
Arrival in this game was long ago, we still got more to claim, yeah!

Ghosts and goblins, deeper than the ocean bottom
Close to God, but life is full of mostly problems
Life is full of mostly problems
Close to God, but life is full of mostly problems
Ghosts and goblins, deeper than the ocean bottom
Close to God, but life is full of mostly problems
Life is full of mostly problems
Close to God, but life is full of mostly problems