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Lupe Fiasco

Genres: Hip-Hop

Cold World Lyrics - Lupe Fiasco

Verse 1 

 

Its just the talk of the town 

Coming from the mouth of the hood 

The Jaws of Life 

I bare arms 

Crack my paws and write 

Laws an rights 

Rules an regulations 

Tubes and medication 

Fools who speculating 

Did he leave it in his car? 

Little did you know 

You've been bleeding from the start 

I ain't waiting on the shots 

I'm leaving on ya mark 

Get ready 

5th steady 

96 heavy 

wait/wieght nigga 

waiste/waste bigger 

aids slicker 

sharp niggas get head shots 

make flippers 

great whipper 

Bavarian Motorola 

my voice streams 

lakes, rivers 

constant 

keep spitting on the solders 

If non sense is ya conscience 

your sitting on your shoulders 

wether Gucci loafing 

or walking on air 

spitting on mines or talking about theres 

 

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Verse two 

I'm just playing my part 

Life is a chick 

run my fingers through her hair 

while she play in my part 

and IM never ending 

cause i'm staying at start 

plus i need a vehicle to be conveying my thoughts 

I add my purveyor of talk 

seller of words 

merchant of speak 

saying of thoughts 

player of soughts 

but i cant walk you 

nor will i cross you 

never been a player of sports 

you gota be upright to walk 

upnights to work 

down right to worship 

sunlights to dark 

down right converse 

and they wonder what keeps me going 

like perpetual motion 

its just incredible devotion 

and they telling you promotion 

If you dont know what to say in flow 

Just dont make a sound like the K in known/no 

 

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Verse 3 

Listen to the hustler babble 

Little dudes wanna tie me down like gulliver's travels 

I got it mummified 

they unraveled 

Paper towels 

just thumb tacks and a run flat 

I will not go down 

maintain my speed 

can not slow down 

stay in my seat like Rosa parks 

he came back busing now ain't that something now 

ya wanna sit where he sit 

but ya folding chairs that boy is ski lift 

Ever since I crawled on the block 

I been up there had to fall to the top 

this my say in a cold baray 

All a dude got like Jay cosea? 

and im not letting it Go I mastered this 

and gota keep spelling it out for yall like FABOLOUS 

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