COLD WIND BLOWS

‘Cause some things just, don't change it's better when they stay the same although the whole world, knows your name so on a, bigger stage they came to see you spit your game whoa-ooo so it shouldn't be difficult, to explain just why you came back again you hate the fame, love the game cold as ice, you remain fuck ‘em all, tell ‘em all eat shit here we go again. You can get the dick, just call me the ball sac I'm nuts Michael Vick in this bitch, dog, fall back you mutts fuck your worms, you've never seen such a sick puppy fuck it a sick duck, I want my duck-sicked mommy and my nuts licked, gobble ‘em up trick, yummy bitch you don't fuckin' think I know that you suck dick, dummy? you'll get your butt kicked, fuck all that love shit honey yeah, I laugh when I call you a slut, it's funny shorty dance while I diss you to the beat, fuck the words you don't listen to ‘em anyway, yeah struck a nerve sucka, motherfucka' might as well let my lips pucker like Elton John, cause I'm just a mean cock-sucker this shit is on cause you went and pissed me off, now I'm shittin' and pissin' on everybody give a fuck, if it's right or wrong so fuck the Buddah light a bong but take a look at Mariah, next time I inspire you to write a song c'mon... Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh I'm as cold as the cold wind, blows when it snows and its twenty-below ask me why man, I just don't know know know know know know I'm as cold as the cold wind, blow blo blo blow blow blow blows oh oh oh oh Fuck it I'm a loose cannon Bruce Banner's back in the booth, ya'll are sitting ducks, I'm the only goose standin' I'll set the world on fire, piss on it put it out stick my dick in a circle, but I'm not fuckin' a-round mo' fucker I'll show you pussy footin' I'll kick a bitch in the cunt, ‘til it makes a queef and sounds like a fuckin' whoopee cushion who the fuck is you pushin', you must have mistook me for some sissy soft punk lookin' for some nookie or bosom go ahead fuckin' hater, push me I told you ain't no fuckin' way to shush me call me a faggot cause I hate a pussy man the fuck up sissy G's, up all you gardeners freeze up put your hoes down “Shady ease up man chill” naw, I can't goddamn it rap is a landfill drop the anvil, these are shoes that you can't fill shit the day that happens the world will stop spinnin' and Michael J. Fox ‘ll come to a stand-still durin' a earthquake, urine in yer face ‘cause yer fake Ow! What the fuck that hurt wait Ow! What the fuck I just got struck by lightnin', alright then I quit. God I give up call it evil that men do, Lord forgive me for what my pen do “This is for your sin's, I cleanse you you can repent but I warn you- if you continue to hell I send you,” and just then the wind blew and I said... Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh I'm as cold as the cold wind, blows when it snows and its twenty-below ask me why man, I just don't know know know know know know I'm as cold as the cold wind, blow blo blo blow blow blow blows oh oh oh oh How long will I be this way? Shady until my dyin' day, ‘til I hang up the mic and it's time for me to say so long ‘til then I'll drop the fuckin' bombs like I missed the pass when I went long if you don't like it you can kiss my ass in a lint thong, now sing-along slut this slut that, learn the words to the song Oh, bitches don't like that homie, I'll be nicer to women when Aquaman drowns and the Human Torch starts swimmin' man I'm a cold soul, I roll solo so don't compare me to the other bums over there it's like apples to oranges, peaches to plums yeah I'm bananas pussy, cut off the grapes and grow a pair but I swear you try to diss me I'll slaughter you I put that on everything, like everyone does with Auto-Tune the last thing you wanna do is have me spit out a rhyme, and say I was writin' this and I thought of you. Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh I'm as cold as the cold wind, blows when it snows and its twenty-below ask me why man, I just don't know know know know know know I'm as cold as the cold wind, blow blo blo blow blow blow blows oh oh oh oh I don't know, I don't know, what caused I don't know what caused me to be this way I don't know, I don't know but I'll, probably be this way ‘till my dyin' day I don't know why I'm so, I'm so cold, mean thangs I don't mean to say I guess this is how you made me.