Cold World

[Intro: Lee Carr] I got money on my head, man ain’t this a cold world Man these suckers want me dead, damn it’s a cold world ‘Cause all I see is hate in their eyes as I rise they won’t need to fall Man ain’t this a cold world [Verse 1: Joell Ortiz] Sh-sh-shivering cold, f-f-frigid below Z-z-zip up your coat, listen them niggas is froze Oh but the di-digits you know, f-f-fifths will explode Load that c-clip up and go, and if you li-lick it then glow When you g-get it they hate, plot to g-get at your plate They d-dinner ain’t steak, but papi this shit isn’t safe They’ll find your c-crib through your plates, ye-ye-yeah they go there Sh-show up from out of nowhere to tell you to strip out of your gear Respect it, d-drop or get wet, d-don’t try to hide the Rolex Come of those rocks on your neck, d-dig in your pockets then jet B-better watch who you sexin’, b-be the opposite sex L-l-linin’ you up after they m-mop you to death Over the dollars you left, then gaspin’ tryin’ to get breath Aspen climbin’ yo chest, you askin’ G-God what’s next This how the story get told, k-keep warmin’ the cold This is the hand you got d-dealt, you gon’ p-play it or f-fold [Chorus: Lee Carr] I got money on my head, man ain’t this a cold world Man these suckers want me dead, damn ain’t this a cold world ‘Cause all I see is hate in their eyes as I rise they won’t need to fall Man ain’t this a cold world [Verse 2: Joell Ortiz] Li-life in the street, we all t-tryin’ to eat G-g-grinders’ for sweet, some grindin’ to f-find it for cheap And learn to q-quietly creep, to dodge them guys on the beat And dodgers dyin’ to keep b-bars made of iron your sleep I know ‘cause I-I was in deep, my p-pop wasn’t sweet On some n-nights it got so cold I provided the heat P-peep my diary, weep. shh-shit that I did, shhh Don’t tell them ‘bout the person you was a kid I’m afraid of k-karma, man I’m just prayin’ my m-momma I kn-know that you know I changed, but today and tomorrow B-but it’s yesterday’s drama, g-got me stayin’ up longer Scenarios p-play in my head, I b-became a monster D-dressed in Satan’s armor, man do I th-thank you f-father All my p-pain is gone, I called and you came for the Yaowa But though I ain’t nothin’ to Feds, I ain’t p-pumped up with lead Still I feel I got money on my head [Hook: Lee Carr] I got money on my head, man ain’t this a cold world Man these suckers want me dead, man it’s a cold world ‘Cause all I see is hate in their eyes as I rise they won’t need to fall Man ain’t this a cold world