Yo, Labelled as a problem child, doing what was not allowed Got kicked out of mama's house, now I'm stepping out of bounds Had to find some solid ground
: Yo, Labelled as a problem child, doing what was not allowed Got kicked out of mama's house, now I'm stepping out of bounds Had to find some solid ground
legendary war thug ni**a Kadafi betta unslug this ni**a, Seike betta undrug this ni**a Out of the buildin we street children with no souls Our hearts gon' stay cold, the war
corpse if you fucking with me The 44 caliber killer don't tussle with me I been to war couple of times slept in the cold Shed tears seen it all been
wings and a pitcher of Kool-Aid on chill It's about to get real in the field [Lady of Rage] Leapin Lo-lo's! Over there Batman! That's a no-no! Let's
be trusted Dusted and di-motherfuckin'-sgusted It's some cold hearted shit (Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus' got dusted) Whacha'll wanna do, whacha'll wanna do Cold
for your stash Long as the war last, foot up in your ass Tryin' to count more math, bring in the hardcore rap Yo, we be the mainstream supreme rhyme
Children can't have a chance with impairable bells Sufferin' in a jail, I don't recognize a soul Reach one with a cold force, gon' be the one that have to be
legendary war thug, nigga Kadafi betta unslug this nigga, Seike betta undrug this nigga Out of the buildin' we street children with no souls Our hearts gon' stay cold, the war
No one can save the day like Batman Robin will make you sway like that and Beat for beat, rhyme for rhyme Deep in Gotham, fightin' crime No one can
mistake How thou art falling morning sun The proud will be abased He would not heel Nor fake a bow Murmur curses to the wind And lo the wrath of God
ass up don't be a baby plain as it may be we done talked around each one of your cities ask my brother Eric he be witnessing what he ain't seen but
stay ground, so that you can stay proud 'Cause one in, and one quick Now from that ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto Got one foot in, one foot
sold drugs, fascinated by this sneaker shit on hot days I found ways to clock pay had yellow tops now my topz is gray 'Cause one these lame niggaz got the color of mine But one
is but one of the many foes a general must face upon the field of war. Today, the precepts and maxims of the Imperium shall be tested, and we shall see
t be trusted Dusted and di-motherfuckin-sgusted Chorus: E-40 Some cold hearted shit Back to fuckin work, one of the homies jus got dusted Whacha'll wanna do, whacha'll wanna do Cold
