Paroles:
Cold Creek

Gunshot] [Chorus/Outro:] Dear cold cruel world why am I here? Flames risin', flames risin' Dear please just wipe away the tears Flames risin', flames risin' Dear cold

wooden chair In amongst the flames Alone I clear my throat to speak But I cant say a word Not one This girl knew my name On a wooden bridge Its cold

he was not ordinary. He said, "Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?" I said, "I got no money." He said, "That ain't necessary." We set out that night for the cold

he was not ordinary. He said, "Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?" I said, "I got no money." He said, "That ain't necessary." We set out that night for the cold

in rap Stat quo the mixtape messiah In the phantom About to run the A When we drop stanlanta Bobby Creek You know his motherfuckin' name nigga Bobby Creek

Smooth B (B) Keep it old school like "Where's the beef?" and If you ain't from an era then you up shit's creek (creek) First B-side is freedom of speak

(Rickfors) Quiet shadows plays in the evening In the cold sea the sun went down Bright stars on the blue water In the hours of the night All the sweetness

the pavement break the dice games up Behind smoke kids can't chase the ice cream truck Girls fighting over Rollie young boys hype things up Niggas fighting over Cold

I keep the crowd swingin like Tarzan Cause I'm a wise man here to teach and speak And if you step out of line your up shits creek So come with it, Kid