Here - there is no light Here - there is no hope Here - no birds sing To be cursed a thousand times Down here... Here - the flowers rot Here - the shadows
(feat. Big Hawk, Big Don, & Pup) [Z-Ro:] Playa don't hate me, hate the game Ain't got time to be out here bullshitting, I'm out here trying to make some
Z-Ro talking] Z-Ro, the motherfucking Mo City don Sending this out to Ron fuck you Like my nigga mafiosos, you feel me Fuck all of y'all man, it go down
My mind's at home here in this cold November breeze. This frost, it stabs my skin, and grays the branches of these trees. My breath is a ghost as it wafts
's filled with thoughts of you All the same reminders; all the heartache we've been through I shudder when I think back to those days It was frosted glass
livin' like I'm young With the mind of an old man, full of wisdom Here the cops come, task force van Rock so much ice, I'm called Jack Frost man And while
s it like? My microphones and glock nines Black? I'm dipped in that The beats, my mash, jam you for the platinum you have Run it, the illest, watch me become it I'm here
And plus, you admitted you was glad you left And not seein' him get beat was your only regret If that takes the cake then this here's the frosting Y'all
} Like a dungeon dragon Still king of the flow, while my mink be draggin' I said I'm sick with the flow Stick a dick in ya hoe Make them shut down the
bust your shit for even the wrong reasons Chaotic sample make a nigga wanna get down Till they come through like the ATF and shut your shit down Alcohol
it It's Christmas time and we got the spirit Jack Frost chillin, the orchids out And that's what Christmas is all about The time is now, the place is here
Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?" Why? So you guys could just lie to get me here So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears Shit Christina
of a bitch Wait a minute ...oh shit she's here... Look who walked in the door....come in it's Britney Spears (Ken Kaniff) Oh....come here little girl come here
the rail Wiped the window clean of frost As the morning air laid on the latch A whistle awakened someone there Next door to the nursery just down the
