Madchild - Cold Blooded Lyrics

Cold Blooded

Yo
I'm saying
The little monster is back, back
Aye!
The little monster is back, back
Yo
I'm saying
Ok

I'm a soldier
You're a farmer with a pitchfork
John Wick
Kill that every assassin on the switchboard
Axe murder accident
Text words with texture
Absurd-a Axe murder tracks like I'm Dexter
Cold Blooded, So Sudden
Nobody's breakfast
My guest list? nobody
So bloody reckless
If I don't write things are not very promising
Not many strong as him, but not lots of common sense
Shit, quarter mill just on Japenese garmentry
Did more pills than the back of a pharmacy
Spectacle, Skeptical
Replicas blocked out
Put me in the ring that's a technical knock out!
Yeah
Just saying

Ok
Ok
Can't let these geeks have it
Beast back to wreak havoc
Fresh dressed and real savage
Can't fuck with these fabrics
Guns up in each cabinet
Shotty by the bed
You break into my house, that's a body full of lead
Somebody probably should've said
I am coming back for vengeance
To bury all my enemies
And cherish all my friendships
Cutting all the people out my life that have no guts
Spazzing out on tracks
I just black out and go nuts
Provocatively talking awkwardly
You rocking with me
Fucked up so many times
I'm like God, forgive me
Thank god I can spit a sick sixteen
Drug money, rap money ain't work since sixteen
Real Shit
Just sayin'

Aye
$130,000 on my whip
Wearing ripped jeans
$100,000 on my other whip, making quick cream
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
Don't come through my boundaries
Everything I do, it's astounding
Underground King, then I got demoted
Now Carlito's in the bathroom, I'm reloading
I don't give a flying fuck what you got recorded
But my thoughts distorted
But I got rewarded

I'm a problem in this game
Homie pass me the ball
I just hung another two gold plaques on my wall
Cuz I'm back from a relapse
Cash cuz I freelance
I snap like a tree branch
On tracks made by C-Lance
Smashing on you fuckers