Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cold Wind, artist - 9th Prince. Date of issue: 27.05.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cold Wind |
| «Show me where you to find the Princess and I’ll spare you all» |
| «Thank you, 9th Prince» |
| «Hahaha, y’all must be dumb!» |
| «Take that!» |
| Aiyo yo yo Stamina of complete motivation leads a nation of killer’s replacements |
| Glocks, AK’s, hand grenades |
| Stashed inside a fox hole but Kingdom’s basement |
| Henchmen of pro lynchmen, rhyme rankest lyrical lynchmen |
| In Now Born, raisin’Children of the Corn |
| We march as we hear the horns of Red Dawn |
| I’m prepared, sharpen my machete 'til it’s sharp like a thorn |
| Lyrical spawn, fuck a graveyard, I prepare you in ya lawn |
| There’s a Law &Order in the world of manslaughter |
| Camera recorder, got me on tape |
| With the microphone screamin'"Rape!" |
| Radio stations across United Nations |
| Black, Chinese, Indians, plus Caucasians |
| Pick up the album, Revenge of the Iron Fingers invasions |
| Lyrical bloodshed, first copy picked up by the feds |
| They wanna investigate the metal plate in my head |
| I’m cold invincible like an igloo |
| Brainwaves bein’the shade of atomic missles |
| Then transport thru ya physical explode thru ya mental |
| Then beat fiends instrumentals, got the streets flood |
| 9th Prince, tune into FM and AM cuz I’m Cold Blooded |
| «Come against the consequence of the 9th Prince"→9th Prince |
| «The fuckin’Prince, let’s hear him" — kung fu s&le |
| «Come against the consequence of the 9th Prince"→9th Prince |
| «We were just ambushed, I fear we might be dead" — war movie s&le |
| «Come against the consequence of the 9th Prince"→9th Prince |
| Stapleton crime towers |
| I hear you gotta be clean like takin’nine showers |
| Divine powers, ultimate man |
| Hour glass runnin', dumbin’with a sword in my hand |
| Drunken monk stance, run for ya Clan |
| Switch form and open up like doorman |
| Cold pore rain danglin', sounds of change |
| Ice bain frostbite, you costless |
| Cremated and get ya corpse lit |
| Sent out to orbit, spaceship |
| Tommy Whis’lace shit like eight kicks |
| Stirrin’flavor to this cake mix, we take shit |
| From ya neck to ya bracelet, get a facelift |
| This ain’t no safe strip |
| So be strollin’on their raps, holdin’bombs |
| Kamikaze strapped on to their arms |
| We move when the wind calms, slowly |
| No one can control me or hold me Tony told me lay low and we can all play dough |
| I’m throwin’blades like Kano |
| Shove this, one up ya anal |
| Now, tell me who be liver than Whispers |
| I chop all five of ya fingers |
| I’m cold like the winter |
| Ya feel the breeze, nigga? |
| «Come against the consequence of the 9th Prince"→9th Prince |
| «The 9th Prince uses his sword like an axe for hyper action» |
| «Come against the consequence of the 9th Prince"→9th Prince |
| Yo Crime Life yo yo |
| I hold my gun down like Chow-Yun Fat, when in combat |
| Light the bitch niggaz off the map, like Comet |
| Righteous islamic gettin’nasty like trauma |
| Spit out like a weak stomach, who want it? |
| Poisonous virus, we soon cometh |
| Cold Blooded in the vain, post up under the heavy rain |
| Soup-up with the signal ahead before the Chevy came |
| Fucked up what they did to my fam, I’m feelin’every pain |
| Yo it’s hard on these streets, them after my weed |
| Be my medicine, acknowledge the game like a veteran |
| Mixin’elements, writin’testaments |
| Seven down for my next kin, establishment |
| Extravagent, mind over matter masterin' |
| Dark-hearted African skatin’on ice like Kerrigan and still battlin' |
| Bring it to you with the stren>h of 18 Buddhas |
| T.M.F. |
| arch-style rush ya students |
| «Come against the consequence of the 9th Prince"→9th Prince (x7) |