Cold Bleed

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[Intro: Head I.C.E.] Uh. Harlem. ICE. Wolf love. Tell 'em [Hook] Shed a little bit of love for the better Let a nigga know where he can go to get his shit together, huh Cold bleed Pour your soul for the cold Youngin in the streets where the beds ain't warm Don't sleep [Verse 1] Paranoia, heard they had it for ya Had it on ya plus you enforcers, daddy warned ya Karma was a mother Good brother too, I put my name on it, found out the property is his mothers Discovering the obvious This knowledge is off the books They don't prepare you for the world in most colleges Problems get overlooked And these niggas followin' Shit that ain't even cook, these bitches swallowin' Without the condiments, learn life through other conduits Cause they don't like Common but'll listen to common sense How 'bout we switch positions You talk I'ma listen (Nah mama yo go 'head, go 'head) ... I'm still listenin' You talkin' all that shit and ain't say shit Just an ear full Guess you takin' up space Heard moms is movin' out and you takin' the place Word, you head of the house? Then I'm on the way Heard you make them other niggas pay that how she play 'Member Bonnie? Dated scrawny Ronnie, Tom in county Tommy shot out with that Tommy, missed his man but hit everybody [Hook] {x2} [Verse 2: Loaded Lux] I knew some old timers that faded out Stakin' out at my mama's just tryin' to make it out It was "get a job" or chores, hate it when she shout "How you never to work early but one of the latest out?" Pay the house, get a cut, they gettin' cut 'Round the school it's a pool of niggas that's stickin' up Clowns dyin' to be down, try and live it up I don't give a fuck But fuck givin' up! I mean really though, we just wanna feel this hope Be woke, his friends is either broke or dealin' dope Knows the results but it's cold, no one to coach All this drive, what he supposed to do at the end of the road? School of hard knocks, he enrolls Why not? These is stories that he's been told The choices this world gave him, and he chose A man can only be what he knows Talkin' king like through the green light, bust a mean right Lean like hollow bottle green Sprite Think twice, scheme me, wing flight New thing color but a fiend white It's the nightmare wit' yo' dream wife [Hook]
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- Loaded Lux