Cold-blooded, cold-blooded, hard-core
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Rough and rugged, rugged and raw
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For you and your-your, for you and your
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You got the C to the, huh - cold-blooded
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Ain't it - huh, c'mon - hard-core
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We take it hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh-er
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Yo, yo
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My little daughter, started, nursery school
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Brother Com, gotta make our move through
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the stylist(?) and violence with vibrance
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The sign of times with rhyme shit is timeless
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The mind is a terrible thing to spill
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Rap life's like a dream that seems for real
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A nigga wake up, superstar, with no acres
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after, travellin the world to see paper's just paper
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Streets take ya, back and forth like a shaker
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I'm a slave to the rhythm's breakin off
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I get the job done - but some days I wanna take off
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D be like, "We ain't got no time for that!"
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?uestlove said, "We ain't got no time for that!"
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My old bird like, "We ain't got no time for that!"
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So I rhyme when my back hurts
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Play the numbers from my grandmother like Kraftwerk
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I rock the patchwork fast I'm in to win but then begin to sin
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we're in to win with Hen's and Heineken's
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Beast for each and greet the meek with speech
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to seek and peak cause Pete, shit gets deep
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I fuh-fuh-freak, styles that come out
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at night, when most cats pull the gun out
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Go on and on and, to the break of when the
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sound run out, run out, r-run out
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C uhh, yeah
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Cold-blooded (c'mon) cold-blooded, hard-core
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(hit em with the) Rough and rugged (c'mon) rugged and raw
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(hey) for you and yours, for you and yours
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You got the C, uhh - cold-blooded (yeah)
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cold-blooded (c'mon) hard-core
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(ain't it funky) Rough and rugged, rugged and raw
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for you and yours, for you and yours
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(Yo, yo I-I think I wanna taste these horns
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I want you to taste these horns, c'mon now)
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C, the cold-blooded (uh) cold-blooded (yeah) hard-core
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(ain't it) Rough and rugged (uh) rugged and raw
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(yeah baby that's what I'm talkin about
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c'mon, give em, give us a little more)
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for you and yours, for you and yours
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C to the, cold-blooded (na, na-nasty) cold-blooded, hard-core
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(c'mon) Rough and rugged, rugged and raw
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(Yo, aight let let me get a little taste of this here)
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for you and yours, for you and yours..
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The simps, please uhh uhh uhh uhh
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These studs mention me, uhh uhh uhh uhh
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As a, intense MC, sent to be the reign
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on the industry I came
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With penitentiary talk, Coke and a Hennesey walk
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My imagery talks, metaphors and similes stalk
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Time for war, my artillery caulks the hardest nigga
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I'm killin 'em soft
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Dealin with golf, gettin blowed on the course
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I be dissin magazines, but then buy The Source
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Can't explain why the force, is with me
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Known to bring a rapper down - like Bobby did Whitney
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Sophisticated sissies strut like this is Beat Street in backpacks
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Braggin how they don't eat meat and abstract
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I backsmack em with they skateboard, flee the crime scene
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with a rhyme scheme to escape frauds
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Make broads become queens, run things like a rasta sprinter
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The way you want the game I rub off like Henner
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I remain like a tattoo with natural raps
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Copy like a fax that's y'all actual facts
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Battle raps is where it began, I'ma end it wherever I land
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I done thought of, a master plan, it goes
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C to the, cold-blooded (yeah, c'mon)
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cold-blooded, (ya know) hard-core
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(ain't it) Rough and rugged, (c'mon) rugged and raw
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for you and yours, for you and yours
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You got the C to the, cold-blooded
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cold-blooded, hard-core
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Rough and rugged, rugged and raw
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for you and yours, for you and yours
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You got the C to the, cold-blooded (yeah, hey)
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cold-blooded (na-nasty, yo yo) hard-core
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Rough and rugged, rugged and raw
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(ain't it, ain't it) for you and yours, for you and yours
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You got the C to the, cold-blooded
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cold-blooded, (c'mon) hard-core
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Rough and rugged, rugged and raw
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for you and yours, for you and yours..
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Cold Blooded
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