Wind Songtext
von Ying Yang Twins

Oh-yeah, go, go away
Blackboard and all that shit

The world is so cold, so cold, so cold, so cold
The wind will not let you go
So cold, so cold, so cold
The wind will knock down your door

Nigga, like you got nine lives, so why here try?
But it′ll be the eighth day before the one that you die
You need to see a safe way that you can live your life
And let the children be the reason that you reach for the sky
Teach them to try, don't let them go astray
Take the fun away, let the sun away


One day, your baby might be a runaway
And runaways don′t amount to much
Down a lost soul, caught in a rut
Some shit should pick you up
But it sticks you up, call your bluff
In other words, your ass is stuck back of the bus
When we trip in the back, just put the L in front of B
And we can stand up for black niggas tonight
For more than a pint or a fifth

Blunt or a gill, for fucking cocaine to sniff, coast is clear
Don't believe everything you hear, browder your ear
But only when the message is clear, you got that deal?
Memo of my demo, Jack Be Nimbo, but he wasn't quick
I say the world sees some cold, cold shit
The world sees some cold shit, cold shit

The world is so cold, so cold, so cold, so cold
The wind will not let you go
The world is so cold, so cold, so cold
The wind will knock down your door

Waking up, stretching, yawning, seven in the morning
Gotta go to work and plus my boss may stay on me
Bill stayed growing, and my baby mama bugger boo
Barely let me see my child behind me when my payment due
The wind flowing so hard, and I′m trying not to fall
But if I do, I get up and dust myself off
With some young black men on the ride to come up
It′s a cold ass world, so it's better to bundle up


You can be the smartest person lost in the street
Gambling with your life, don′t start no beat
Won't scuff no sneaks, cause I ain′t got the minutes
Can't change that, I got my man out of it
My folks thinning, send them to the pinning
Ain′t got nothing that came from where you been
I'm Mr. Bowling, I ain't just talking
My people stealing, it better change up how you walking

The world is so cold
So cold, so cold, so cold
The wind will knock down your door
The world is so cold, so cold, so cold, so cold
The wind will knock down your door

In this old ass world that we livin′ in
Don′t trust your enemies and watch your friends
They wanna see you fall
Down and out on your backs in your time of need
Look how they act
They don't want you around
They always clown you

And when you ain′t with them, they always down you
That's a fucked up homeboy, he ain′t your dog
He'll be the nigga turn you into the law
Loose lips ain′t ships, and he's that nigga

He'll stare your ass out before he go down with you
So watch till you keep close to you
You don′t wanna get caught up in some bullshit
That ain′t got nothing to do with
A bullet don't have no name, so why you trying to play the game?
That ain′t the way to fame, you need to watch yourself in every step you go

This world is so cold, so cold
The world is so cold, so cold, so cold, so cold
The wind will knock down your door
The world is so cold, so cold, so cold, so cold
The wind will knock down your door