Cold
As the wind blows, fuckin' with crescendos, I might be my own demise, my chance flies out the window
Life is but a game, but I ain't talkin' about Nintendo
Take a long hard look and ask yourself just what you're here for
Ay, I am so cold, ice in my veins, I about froze, ay
I'm gettin' old, growin' pains, know what I know
Ay, do what I'm told, do what I can, here for show, here we go
Give me somethin' filled with substance, well adjusted bitch
Look me in the eyes and tell me you ain't love this shit
Educated, concentrated, I'm above this shit
Still addicted, it's so sickening, I'm a part of it
I'm affixed with tryin' to make sense out of all of it
Ay, ay, aim for the throne, into unknown, give me the phone, it's supplied with the gold
Can't have that one without the other, take my cards, I fuckin' fold
I'm a fighter, not a lover, yo, I said I'm fuckin' cold
I've been dealin' with this pressure, what you know, low and behold
I be feelin' much more messed up as I get a clearer picture
Preparation gettin' quicker, concentration becomes instant
I can sing in acapella, I don't need an instrument
I'm compelled to hop up on the mic and get a little ignorant
Once consumed by my emotions, now I'm focused on the digits
I'm a twisted motherfucker, get to chuggin', fuck the sippin'
It's a part of who I am, inside of me there is no quittin'
I keep my focus most the time, you won't ever catch me slippin'
Yeah, I follow a little motto, okay, it is what it isn't
I'm the man of my own business, I can explain all my decisions
I'm a train, so get to hitchin', locomotive unhinged engine
Ah, ah, ah, I'm a little uneasy, call me Hitler, need to appease me
I be ditchin' preconceptions, call me Cena, you can't see me
I be blind to my reflection, filtering these thoughts, I'm never wrong
No need for correction, life is but a glimpse, yet seems so long
Federally illegal, medically it's grown so strong
Nothin' but a herb, call it tree, got some bud in my bong
I got some bud in my bong
Cause you know it keeps me calm, so I keep it in my system, keep it flowin' in my lungs
Keep it cool, call me Bond, James Bond, I'm your savior
Double O seven designation, secret agent
I been smellin' all the flowers, I been pickin' all the daisies
I ingest it by the hour, too much info doesn't phase me
I feel blessed, it gives me power, but I know that it won't save me
Think I need to take a shower after all this fornicatin'
I ain't never been a coward, still need to work on my bravery
Save the princess from the tower, call me Shrek, cause I'm amazing
Modern day Eisenhower, give your warnings that sound crazy
It's a waste to stay sour in a world that's ever changin'
That's why
I am so cold, ice in my veins, I about froze, ay?
I'm gettin' old, growin' pains, know what I know, ay
Do what I'm told, do what I can, here for a show, here we go
Give me somethin' filled with substance, well-adjusted, bitch
Ay, well-adjusted, bitch
You know the show goes on, I'm always hustlin'
Low blow, and I ain't talkin' bout some wrestlin'
You cold, that there ain't no questionin'
As the wind blows, I can feel the pressure comin' in
Life is but a game that I've always played to win, and if you're here to see the show, then take a seat as I begin
I still got my whole damn life, I'm better now than I have ever been
Life is but a game, but I ain't talkin' about Nintendo
Take a long hard look and ask yourself just what you're here for
Ay, I am so cold, ice in my veins, I about froze, ay
I'm gettin' old, growin' pains, know what I know
Ay, do what I'm told, do what I can, here for show, here we go
Give me somethin' filled with substance, well adjusted bitch
Look me in the eyes and tell me you ain't love this shit
Educated, concentrated, I'm above this shit
Still addicted, it's so sickening, I'm a part of it
I'm affixed with tryin' to make sense out of all of it
Ay, ay, aim for the throne, into unknown, give me the phone, it's supplied with the gold
Can't have that one without the other, take my cards, I fuckin' fold
I'm a fighter, not a lover, yo, I said I'm fuckin' cold
I've been dealin' with this pressure, what you know, low and behold
I be feelin' much more messed up as I get a clearer picture
Preparation gettin' quicker, concentration becomes instant
I can sing in acapella, I don't need an instrument
I'm compelled to hop up on the mic and get a little ignorant
Once consumed by my emotions, now I'm focused on the digits
I'm a twisted motherfucker, get to chuggin', fuck the sippin'
It's a part of who I am, inside of me there is no quittin'
I keep my focus most the time, you won't ever catch me slippin'
Yeah, I follow a little motto, okay, it is what it isn't
I'm the man of my own business, I can explain all my decisions
I'm a train, so get to hitchin', locomotive unhinged engine
Ah, ah, ah, I'm a little uneasy, call me Hitler, need to appease me
I be ditchin' preconceptions, call me Cena, you can't see me
I be blind to my reflection, filtering these thoughts, I'm never wrong
No need for correction, life is but a glimpse, yet seems so long
Federally illegal, medically it's grown so strong
Nothin' but a herb, call it tree, got some bud in my bong
I got some bud in my bong
Cause you know it keeps me calm, so I keep it in my system, keep it flowin' in my lungs
Keep it cool, call me Bond, James Bond, I'm your savior
Double O seven designation, secret agent
I been smellin' all the flowers, I been pickin' all the daisies
I ingest it by the hour, too much info doesn't phase me
I feel blessed, it gives me power, but I know that it won't save me
Think I need to take a shower after all this fornicatin'
I ain't never been a coward, still need to work on my bravery
Save the princess from the tower, call me Shrek, cause I'm amazing
Modern day Eisenhower, give your warnings that sound crazy
It's a waste to stay sour in a world that's ever changin'
That's why
I am so cold, ice in my veins, I about froze, ay?
I'm gettin' old, growin' pains, know what I know, ay
Do what I'm told, do what I can, here for a show, here we go
Give me somethin' filled with substance, well-adjusted, bitch
Ay, well-adjusted, bitch
You know the show goes on, I'm always hustlin'
Low blow, and I ain't talkin' bout some wrestlin'
You cold, that there ain't no questionin'
As the wind blows, I can feel the pressure comin' in
Life is but a game that I've always played to win, and if you're here to see the show, then take a seat as I begin
I still got my whole damn life, I'm better now than I have ever been
Credits
Writer(s): Gregory Vonder Haar
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