So cold Absence of those around me Hide behind lying eyes Cause you were never there How can you explain Your lack of honesty You took an oath Broke
to this, Ludacris Foolishness, Lu been doin' this since super letters So I can't spell and can't mail it out If you can't feel, it's too full, you can
Hey Hey Hey It Was All Good Just a Week Ago Shoe Box Full No Sneakers Tho, Just Moved In It's Been a Week Or So, Brand New Coupe So The Seat Could Go
i'll be there, yeah i will You've got a freind When the sky above you Grows dark and full of clouds And that old north wind He begins to blow Here's what
ll be there, yeah I will You've got a freind When the sky above you Grows dark and full of clouds And that old north wind He begins to blow Here
twista with a flow so sick it blow you to bits it will show you the glits and gold in the wrist and the boat in the fish and i blow them a kiss, lets
, I'm so creative Make hits as I spit procreation Subzero yea I know I'm cold But you and cool have no relation Spit an iceburg I bet your boats gon' sink Flow colder
so I... Touch for... guns ring out like a harmony One for two three for four... the best I think so, she think so, we so on Beat your ass like I'm mike
the microphone to get away from here I'm reppin' for the south with diamonds in my mouth And diamonds on my hands and diamonds in my house Shinning so
different behold My attitude is cold, I'll bust your nose I steal your soul, with what the reaper done sold Hotter than lava rocks, nigga hotter than cold
cowards and busters, peeping them soldiers and hustlers Got an eye for them fuckers, that trying P.H. with snorkels Got a trunk full of clutches, blinding mine make you stutter I blow like a hurricane, so
my top, feel the atmosphere Tweety singing, loud and clear In my cup, is Belvedere Pockets full, of big face bills Three story pad, in Beverly Hills So
for me now Only got one click, we Outlawz on the Row Fair exchange when we fuck them hoes [2Pac] Repetitive blows are thrown, to my foes No love shown get disposed of blasted full blown
about no timin [Tupac] That's right, that's right boy start that shit off [Verse One: 2Pac] I heard a rumour I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized
blast on they ass as I past let the glass spray First you had a mouth full of fronts Now you're mouth's full of chunks, Pac's out puffin blunts Deadly
s When His strength begins As surely as the summer breezes Come and go There?s a cold and lonely winter Wind That?s bound to blow But through the turning