Cold Blooded

I am very pleased to see so many who have come out to always see for yourself
Where you can hear for yourself, and then think for yourself
Then you'll be in a better position to make an intelligent judgment for yourself
But if you form the habit of listening to what others say about something
Or someone or reading what someone else has written (yea, yea) about someone
Somebody can (yea) erm, confuse you and misuse you

A blessed the ears that get to hear this message
A young god said I been a blessing (yeah)
Cold-blooded since an adolescent
Giving game said I'm never stressing
I pray you pussy to get the message
Here elevate the spirits of my niggas, let them know we good
Respect my gangsta get it understood (get it understood)
Used to run the corners like my nigga Revis locking down the hood
I swear to God that my life is good (life is good)

I shed a tear for my niggas with the fallen dream
Pour some liquor for my patna stuck with Billie Jean
Screaming the jit ain't mine, nigga (mine)
You was with two other suckas, why you lyin', nigga? (Why you lyin'?)
Life is crazy, I'm reflecting from my rearview
A couple losses turn to lessons, then a clear view
Use this vessel that I'm given hope to send through
Peace and love, but suck a dick if I offend you

So as Afro-Americans or Black people here in the Western Hemisphere
You and I have to learn to (yea, yea) weigh things for ourselves
No matter what the man says, you better look into it

I built this wealth for my daughters, nigga
Respect legend while I'm present, don't just praise me a martyr, nigga
Far too long I watched my niggas struggle
Nine-to-five couldn't cut it, so we had to hustle (so we had to hustle)
I watched my momma shed tears for so many years
Famished by her own fears, she couldn't see it clear, damn
12 years and I'm still coping
I smoke the gas, this release my thoughts and then them thighs open

Quite thought-provoking young and gifted with some melanin
I watched my partners hustle pedalling
Fed the streets with their souls, but they also had that medicine
A half key for the low, please go tell a friend
I wear my heart on my sleeve, nigga
I told my partner, "Fuck the critics, just believe, nigga" (just believe)
You do this shit for seed, nigga, they can't see what you see, nigga
They can't see what you see

She says, "Could I ask you a personal question?," I said, "Yes"
She said, "Well," she had been looking at my briefcase
And she said, "Well, what does that X"
She says erm, "What kind of last name could you have that begins with X?" So I said, "That's it, X"
And she said, "Well, what does the 'M' stand for?" I said, "Malcolm"
So she was quiet for about ten minutes
And she turned to me, and she says, "You're not Malcolm X?"