Cold World ft. Fresh Kils Lyrics

Yo

It's a cold world

And I ain't asking no favours

I think they got it twist

See I'm social ish

But I'm solo

For dolo

Cuz I was born as such

Seen straight through

Niggaz guts

So I got

Issues wit trust

Still

My style robust

King jus

Crush

Opposers

Yeah i'm humble

But I ain't no push over

So push over

Now

You can call my style proof in the pudding

An you can try to put your style

Against mine

But you wouldn't

And you really shouldn't

The outcome is tragic

Select another sizzler

From the stock pile

Of tha Maverikk

It's so plain

How we arrange

The message

You betta maintain

Stay in your lane

Don't test us

Don't fall victim to the pressure

World cold

So cold

Album didn't go gold

No units sold

Contract fold

Back to the road

No one care to remember

An your friends

Tryna fry you

And end ya

Man I tell ya

It's a cold world

Some get stuck

Between the concept

Of a hot 16

And the pages of reality

Purpose

And principality

Fallacy and malice

Smooth

Callous

The art of noise

The art of silence

The order of balance

The destruction of violence

And it's all there

Crystal clear

So you can see

That's why the mics here

Yeah

But It's a struggle

You betta love that

Cuz

The cream taste betta

When the weights off ya back

And it's a fine line

Wack rappa

Mastermind

Not your rhyme

Not wit mine

And I'm fine

I design

Unmistakable

Unbreakable

Pieces

Lines that'll last

For all time

Get your pen right

Cuz night after night

Rappers bomb

Got me thinking

Where the fuck you from

I could be wrong

But

Ima bet you ain't go be around

Cuz it's a cold world for a rap clown

You clown

Then it's a cold world