Lyrics

[Intro] I think it feels good right now Huh, how you think it feels, D? What you say? Cold-blooded, cold-blooded, hardcore Rough and rugged, rugged and raw For you and your-your, for you and your You got the C to the, huh, cold-blooded Ain't it, huh, come on, hardcore We take it higher Yo, yo [Verse 1] My little daughter started nursery school Brother Com, gotta make our move through Silence and violence with vibrance The sign of times with rhyme shit is timeless The mind is a terrible thing to spill Rap life's like a dream that seems for real A nigga wake up, superstar, with no acres After travelin' the world to see paper's just paper Streets take you back and forth like a shaker I'm a slave to the rhythm, it's breakin' off I get the job done, but some days, I wanna take off D be like, "We ain't got no time for that" Questlove said, "We ain't got no time for that" My old bird like, "We ain't got no time for that" So I rhyme when my back hurts Play the numbers from my grandmother like Kraftwerk I rock the patchwork fast I'm in to win, but then begin to sin We're in the wind with Henns and Heinekens (Well, alright) Beast for each and greet the meek with speech To seek and peak, 'cause, Pete, shit gets deep I f-freak styles that come out At night, when most cats pull the gun out Go on and on and to the break of when the Sun run out, run out, r-run out [Chorus] You got the C to the (Yeah), cold-blooded (C'mon) Cold-blooded (Yeah), hardcore (Hit 'em with the) Rough and rugged (C'mon), rugged and raw (Hey) For you and yours, for you and yours You got the C to the (C'mon), cold-blooded (Yeah) Cold-blooded (C'mon), hardcore Rough and rugged (Yo), rugged and raw (Yo, I, I think I want you to taste these horns) For you and yours, for you and yours (I want you to taste these horns, c'mon, y'all) You got the C to the (Uh), the cold-blooded (Uh) Cold-blooded (Yeah), hardcore (Ain't it?) Rough and rugged (Uh, uh), rugged and raw (Yeah, baby, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout there) For you and yours, for you and yours (C'mon, give 'em, give 'em a little more of that) C to the (Uh), cold-blooded (Mack, Mack Nasty) Cold-blooded (Uh), hardcore (C'mon) Rough and rugged (Yo), rugged and raw (Alright, let, let, let me get a little taste of this here) For you and yours, for you and yours [Verse 2] They send police, uh, uh, uh These studs mention me, uh, uh, uh As an intense MC Sent to be the reign, on the industry, I came With penitentiary talk, Coke and a Hennessy walk My imagery talks, metaphors and similes stalk Time for war, my artillery caulks The hardest nigga, I'm killin' 'em soft Dealin' with golf, gettin' blowed on the course I be dissin' magazines, but then buy The Source Can't explain why the force is with me Known to bring a rapper down like Bobby did Whitney Sophisticated sissies strut like this is Beat Street in backpacks Braggin' how they don't eat meat and abstract I backsmack 'em with they skateboard, flee the crime scene With a rhyme scheme to escape frauds Make broads become queens, run things like a Rasta sprinter The way you want the game to rub off like henna I remain like a tattoo with natural raps Copy like a fax, that's y'all actual facts Battle raps is where it began, I'ma end it wherever I land I done thought of a master plan, it goes [Chorus] The C to the (Yeah), cold-blooded (C'mon) Cold-blooded (You know), hardcore (Ain't it?) Rough and rugged (C'mon), rugged and raw (Yeah) For you and yours, for you and yours You got the C to the (C'mon), cold-blooded (C'mon) Cold-blooded, hardcore Rough and rugged, rugged and raw For you and yours, for you and yours You got the C to the (Yeah), cold-blooded (Hey, Mack Nasty) Cold-blooded (Yo), hardcore (Yo, c'mon) Rough and rugged (C'mon), rugged and raw (Ain't it? Ain't it?) For you and yours, for you and yours You got the C to the, cold-blooded Cold-blooded (C'mon), hardcore Rough and rugged, rugged and raw For you and yours, for you and yours (Yo, yo, yo, yo) [Outro] Take that woman right there, she cold-blooded Man, looky here I mean, I, I tried my best, man You know what I mean? She took all of my money So, man, she, she left me with the Pinto and the chihuahua, you feel me? So all I'm sayin', man When they cold-blooded They cold-blooded They cold-blooded, man You feel me? What can I say, you know? She's cold-blooded You feel me? I'm, I'm well aware, you know the, just Everything is everything, it's all political It's all political, you know?