[00:00.000] 作曲 : Kasseem Dean/Misha Mullov-Abbado/Terrence Thornton
[00:01.000] 作词 : Kasseem Dean/Misha Mullov-Abbado/Terrence Thornton
[00:05.75]They say they're cold-blooded
[00:09.40]Yeah, he cold-blooded
[00:12.62]Your neck too soft, put a knife to it
[00:15.64]Funeral room zone, get your wife to it (Woo)
[00:18.79]They say he cold-blooded
[00:21.63]Upperhand, who want it? Huh?
[00:25.23]Yeah, he cold-blooded
[00:27.73]Hit everything in the daylight, huh?
[00:31.20]Police ain't comin' for some hours
[00:34.64]****** ain't really talkin' for some hours
[00:37.49]You gon' die if you try to take ours
[00:40.45]Boy, we cold-blooded, ha
[00:43.37]Black child born in the storm
[00:45.29]They had to bundle up to stay warm
[00:47.54]Bodega babies
[00:48.77]Strollers in the snow to the candy lady
[00:51.77]That sugar make the monsters of the '90s crazy
[00:55.02]Child rebel soldiers of the inner city
[00:57.99]The hate me now, tigers next to Nas and Diddy
[01:01.23]His mama fell in love with drug dealin' Diddy
[01:03.99]The only star left that was next to Biggie
[01:07.17]Little did she know, she was one of four
[01:10.15]And little did he know, he was one of eight
[01:13.23]Unknown siblings all through middle school
[01:16.27]With the same mean mug that was born from hate
[01:19.43]Yeah, bodega babies
[01:22.53]You wonder why these kids of the '90s crazy?
[01:25.52]Hide and go seek when the father's lazy
[01:28.58]And their mamas only want the early '90s Jay-Zs
[01:31.63]They say they're cold-blooded
[01:34.53]Yeah, he cold-blooded
[01:37.79]Your neck too soft, put a knife to it
[01:40.75]Funeral room zone, get your wife to it (Woo)
[01:43.92]They say he cold-blooded
[01:46.57]Upperhand, who want it? Huh?
[01:50.25]Yeah, he cold-blooded
[01:52.73]Hit everythin in the daylight, huh?
[01:56.25]Police ain't comin' for some hours
[01:59.73]****** ain't really talkin' for some hours
[02:02.55]You gon' die if you try to take ours
[02:05.55]Boy, we cold-blooded, ha
[02:08.52]They said his skin wasn't light enough
[02:10.88]And his future wasn't bright enough
[02:14.20]Little sister don't talk much
[02:17.05]'Cause their uncle had the Midas touch
[02:20.47]Evil is as evil doez
[02:23.17]Mama looked away, blamed it on his needle buzz
[02:26.06]Sold the food out the freezer when he needed drugs
[02:29.14]Beggin' like he Cool J when he needed love
[02:32.26]Yeah, bodega babies
[02:35.33]You wonder why these kids of the '90s crazy?
[02:38.46]Broken Black homes is the modern slavery
[02:41.52]You can't raise a savage and deny the rabies
[02:44.63]Woo, bodega babies
[02:47.68]Yeah, bodega babies
[02:50.93]How loud I got to scream for someone to save me?
[02:53.61]And now I'm in the cell from everything you made me
[02:56.79]They say they're cold-blooded
[02:59.32]Yeah, he cold-blooded
[03:02.69]Your neck too soft, put a knife to it
[03:05.89]Funeral room zone, get your wife to it (Woo)
[03:09.16]They say he cold-blooded
[03:11.83]Upperhand, who want it? Huh?
[03:15.28]Yeah, he cold-blooded
[03:17.69]Hit everythin in the daylight, huh?
[03:21.33]Police ain't comin' for some hours
[03:24.57]****** ain't really talkin' for some hours
[03:27.49]You gon' die if you try to take ours
[03:30.41]Boy, we cold-blooded, ha
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