Cold Blood Warm Nights lyrics
by Faceless 1-7
[Intro]
I like slapping people and people like getting slapped
Maybe we could be friends, sounds like a good deal
We could meet up and just beat the absolute f*ck out of each other, sounds great!
[Verse 1]
Lately stay lowkey, I do not cap no more
But I'ma cap you if you showing at my street of course
Dodging people in my city like a Matador
I won't act like it'll be pretty, I been mad before
See 'em coming through my rear view like you 'bout to floor
But I got gas up in my pedal and I'm past that Porsche
If you got beef you wanna settle, you'll get shred and torn
I got that blade, it'll leave you spread all like a bast*rd born
Yea, from a plastic corpse, you fake, faceless the way
Take that name to my grave but I missed it like fate
Know 1-7 the date when I filled up my plate
With the pills from the doctor to take 'way the pain
Since then nothing been plain, sh*t, I got demons to race
And now I'm running my numbers and I been upping my pace
Yea that gone run up my stake till I gone blow and create
The existence I needed, b*tch, there no freedom in chains
I said
[Chorus]
Boy, get up off my di*k, you ain't seen sh*t
Boy, f*cking with yo clique like it mean sh*t
Boy, rolling up my sticks, you a fiend, b*tch
Boy, don't think you exist, you on defense
[Verse 2]
Yo' ego, finitio, them people be evil
No see through, I de-tour to run around
I don't want to put them underground
Hollow tip, bullet, I gut you out
You see what I mean, do our chi, don't be equal
I frequent the freak show then f*ck around
I got yo' b*tch in my dungeon now
She got that di*k by the dozen now
I got that clique that gone buzz them pounds
f*ck up the court, we go run them fouls
She the main course, know I love that sound
Crying my name when our love in doubt
That kinda f*cked but I'm f*cked up as well
Cancer being spreading inside in my cells
Keeping it cold 'cause I know I bring hell
b*tch I stay froze 'cause it keep it me well
I said
[Chorus]
Boy, get up off my di*k, you ain't seen sh*t
Boy, f*cking with yo clique like it mean sh*t
Boy, rolling up my sticks, you a fiend, b*tch
Boy, don't think you exist, you on defense
[Outro]
Get up off my sh*t you ain't seen sh*t, yuh