歌曲 | Ice Cold |
歌手 | Audible Mainframe |
专辑 | G.L.O. |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I’m tryin’ to make a dollar outta my two cents | |
But it’s tough when I gotta pay utilities and rent | |
I’m looking at a paycheck, all of it is spent | |
Got me with an empty wallet and a pocket full of lent | |
Cause shorty can’t eat no bootleg CD’s | |
And i-tunes downloads aint gon’ feed me | |
But really | |
It’s not about me and my hustle | |
Worldwide everybody locked in the struggle | |
Even though I might be nice with this jive talk | |
I’m still broker than a bottle on the sidewalk | |
Broker than a thespians leg at the performance | |
Broker than a levy shooting water in New Orleans | |
I’m too broke to be writing cute rhymes | |
So if you can relate clap your hands two times | |
And if you cant relate DO NOT MOVE A MUSCLE | |
Cuz everyone who clapped is gonna stick you for the bundle | |
(Hook) | |
Cause it’s a cold cold world | |
Run by Drug Dealers and Go-Go Girls | |
It’s a cold cold planet | |
If you see what I see I know you understand it | |
We’re living in a cold cold time | |
And we’re robbing from each other like it’s oh so fine | |
This is a cold cold world | |
So we run to Drug Dealers and Go-Go Girls | |
The only medicine I have when my mind’s twisted | |
Is grab the microphone, plug it in, and start to rip it | |
So how you know I didn’t | |
Stretch it out like a magician | |
With my head at the Atlantic | |
And my feet at the Pacific | |
I break it down Dewy and his decimal system | |
Still I bet you don’t listen | |
To Ex-the-position | |
That you’re better off digging in a library book | |
Than going into business with a binary crook | |
And hi here he looks | |
With his suit and tie plastic | |
A confidence man who’s disguised as a Catholic | |
His arms stretched out—his palms to the sky | |
Begging for a piece of the American Pie | |
The same man who nearly bled America dry | |
Expects me to give some sort of fuck if he dies | |
I | |
Smell the scent of a rat with it’s tail outrunning for the hill and the capital Bailout | |
(Hook) | |
Cause it’s a cold cold world | |
Run by Drug Dealers and Go-Go Girls | |
It’s a cold cold planet | |
If you see what I see I know you understand it | |
We’re living in a cold cold time | |
And we’re robbing from each other like it’s oh so fine | |
This is a cold cold world | |
So we run to Drug Dealers and Go-Go Girls |
I' m tryin' to make a dollar outta my two cents | |
But it' s tough when I gotta pay utilities and rent | |
I' m looking at a paycheck, all of it is spent | |
Got me with an empty wallet and a pocket full of lent | |
Cause shorty can' t eat no bootleg CD' s | |
And itunes downloads aint gon' feed me | |
But really | |
It' s not about me and my hustle | |
Worldwide everybody locked in the struggle | |
Even though I might be nice with this jive talk | |
I' m still broker than a bottle on the sidewalk | |
Broker than a thespians leg at the performance | |
Broker than a levy shooting water in New Orleans | |
I' m too broke to be writing cute rhymes | |
So if you can relate clap your hands two times | |
And if you cant relate DO NOT MOVE A MUSCLE | |
Cuz everyone who clapped is gonna stick you for the bundle | |
Hook | |
Cause it' s a cold cold world | |
Run by Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls | |
It' s a cold cold planet | |
If you see what I see I know you understand it | |
We' re living in a cold cold time | |
And we' re robbing from each other like it' s oh so fine | |
This is a cold cold world | |
So we run to Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls | |
The only medicine I have when my mind' s twisted | |
Is grab the microphone, plug it in, and start to rip it | |
So how you know I didn' t | |
Stretch it out like a magician | |
With my head at the Atlantic | |
And my feet at the Pacific | |
I break it down Dewy and his decimal system | |
Still I bet you don' t listen | |
To Extheposition | |
That you' re better off digging in a library book | |
Than going into business with a binary crook | |
And hi here he looks | |
With his suit and tie plastic | |
A confidence man who' s disguised as a Catholic | |
His arms stretched out his palms to the sky | |
Begging for a piece of the American Pie | |
The same man who nearly bled America dry | |
Expects me to give some sort of fuck if he dies | |
I | |
Smell the scent of a rat with it' s tail outrunning for the hill and the capital Bailout | |
Hook | |
Cause it' s a cold cold world | |
Run by Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls | |
It' s a cold cold planet | |
If you see what I see I know you understand it | |
We' re living in a cold cold time | |
And we' re robbing from each other like it' s oh so fine | |
This is a cold cold world | |
So we run to Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls |
I' m tryin' to make a dollar outta my two cents | |
But it' s tough when I gotta pay utilities and rent | |
I' m looking at a paycheck, all of it is spent | |
Got me with an empty wallet and a pocket full of lent | |
Cause shorty can' t eat no bootleg CD' s | |
And itunes downloads aint gon' feed me | |
But really | |
It' s not about me and my hustle | |
Worldwide everybody locked in the struggle | |
Even though I might be nice with this jive talk | |
I' m still broker than a bottle on the sidewalk | |
Broker than a thespians leg at the performance | |
Broker than a levy shooting water in New Orleans | |
I' m too broke to be writing cute rhymes | |
So if you can relate clap your hands two times | |
And if you cant relate DO NOT MOVE A MUSCLE | |
Cuz everyone who clapped is gonna stick you for the bundle | |
Hook | |
Cause it' s a cold cold world | |
Run by Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls | |
It' s a cold cold planet | |
If you see what I see I know you understand it | |
We' re living in a cold cold time | |
And we' re robbing from each other like it' s oh so fine | |
This is a cold cold world | |
So we run to Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls | |
The only medicine I have when my mind' s twisted | |
Is grab the microphone, plug it in, and start to rip it | |
So how you know I didn' t | |
Stretch it out like a magician | |
With my head at the Atlantic | |
And my feet at the Pacific | |
I break it down Dewy and his decimal system | |
Still I bet you don' t listen | |
To Extheposition | |
That you' re better off digging in a library book | |
Than going into business with a binary crook | |
And hi here he looks | |
With his suit and tie plastic | |
A confidence man who' s disguised as a Catholic | |
His arms stretched out his palms to the sky | |
Begging for a piece of the American Pie | |
The same man who nearly bled America dry | |
Expects me to give some sort of fuck if he dies | |
I | |
Smell the scent of a rat with it' s tail outrunning for the hill and the capital Bailout | |
Hook | |
Cause it' s a cold cold world | |
Run by Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls | |
It' s a cold cold planet | |
If you see what I see I know you understand it | |
We' re living in a cold cold time | |
And we' re robbing from each other like it' s oh so fine | |
This is a cold cold world | |
So we run to Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls |