Cold As Ice

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Architects of G-Funk - Rap

Cold As Ice

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[Intro: Kokane] It seems like the times are getting worser Before it gets better Will we choose to raise your conscious mind And keep your third eye open To the real [Chorus] People in the ghetto Is running around losing their minds Cold as ice, cold as ice, cold as ice So much, trouble These are the signs of the times Cold as ice, cold as ice, cold as ice [Verse 1: Kokane] Now the rich are getting richer The poor are getting poorer Standing on the back of the blacks to get more They make a gang of T's off wars If you don't have the right money They're closing the church doors I used to listen to Reverend T.D. Jakes Until I found out that most of these preachers are hella fake And got the nerve to say bless ya Getting baptized by a Hollywood cross dresser If Tyler Perry is your spiritual leader, you niggas lost Niggas sell they soul at any cost But I take a knee, like Kaepernick Why y'all take a blind eye, I never stood for that shit, uh The black youth is gone Young niggas run around like children of the corn Still catching bodies in your residence While white folks, is training their kids how to be militant [Chorus] People in the ghetto Is running around losing their minds Cold as ice, cold as ice, cold as ice So much, trouble These are the signs of the times Cold as ice, cold as ice, cold as ice [Verse 2: Cold 187um] Now, I understand why Prince wrote doves cry Put my pain in my music, to stop the tears falling from my eyes So many homicides, so much genocide Banging over colors, knowing we love each other deep inside As the world turns, ain't nothing changes Politics, money and guns It's like we living in a rerun Non stop the A and the K, the bodies drop The ghettos stay how I cook it, politicians stay on top Land of the brave My people were slaves, never got paid While the master kicked back in the shade And sipped lemonade Got us in the ghettos like a plantation We still grinding in the fields and eating the scraps from they table And ain't much really changed since Jim Crow Gay folks and immigrants get more than the negro It's enough to drive you half out of your mind The world is a ghetto, and these are the signs of the times [Chorus] People in the ghetto Is running around losing their minds Cold as ice, cold as ice, cold as ice So much, trouble These are the signs of the times Cold as ice, cold as ice, cold as ice

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  • Cold 187um
  • Kokane