Lyrics Cold Streets - Ayden

Cold Streets

I’m semi psychic so I see the future when I’m writing
Verses like my head’s igniting
Can’t help but get excited
I’m shedding light but it’s frightening
Like I’m sending lightening right inside your crib
When I touchdown I go in like Vikings
Or maybe Titans, Lions, Giants or Bears
I’m an animal attacking these bastards and I ain’t scared, yeah
A rhyming tyrant, retiring in a year
Oh you smiling now, you fucker, I’m lying, I’ll still be here
I’ll be 48 scoring like I’m 49ers I swear
Killing corny fake rappers with horny dimes in my ear
Clear!
That’s what the doctors gonna say before they try to save you
That’s how your brain’s gonna feel from the bars I gave you
That’s what I do to dudes
I put them through a flame drenched hoola hoop
And move it around their neck until they lose their cool
Shit
Who am I?
Nigga who are you?
Y’all little guys
Sha Stimuli bitch!