Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stay Warm, artist - Johnny Mathis.
Date of issue: 10.10.2019
Record label: Limitless Int
Song language: English
Stay Warm |
I ain’t gone for, I’m just trying to Stay Warm in a world that’s so cold |
And no matter what you’ve been told, I ain’t gone for |
That’s why I won’t grow old in a world that’s so cold |
Remember mom always told us to cut the graff-shit |
And get a good education we could fall back with |
She went keep it clean rap sheets sons |
We went running down the tracks looking up to Bits and Mack and 'em |
We went the wrong way very dedicated |
Our bets were made when we were fifteen |
We were some hardcore motherfucking hip-hop rats |
Ain’t alot of rappers out there can get with that |
It’s all chit for chat thought it was tit the tat |
I hit a lot of people off they ain’t hit me back |
But now I’m back in the pit |
Thought I’d hit you with a track that can show you how sappy rap can get |
Dreams are swinging by the top of the trees |
We walking in mud reaching up to the knees |
And peeps are talking they can talk all they want |
We been walking a while now we can walk some more |
And no matter what you’ve been told |
I ain’t gone for, I’m just trying to Stay Warm in a world that’s so cold |
And no matter what you’ve been told I ain’t gone for |
That’s why I won’t grow old in a world that’s so cold |
You know, we always build upstreams, storms blowing in my face |
One of the last living survivors of a dying race |
Fuck rap, nowadays it’s a race for the paper chasing I’m like a welfare case |
Pouching elbows for breathing space |
Don’t want to leave this place but the dreaming days are over |
The dreams change meaning when you sober and the weather is colder |
Mind stays young but the body grows older |
And everybody’s so young and their minds grown colder |
I ain’t holding no grudges I show many a cold shoulder |
I’m an old cold Hip-Hop soldier and I’ve earned my stripes |
I paid more dues than I can tell for |
Shell toast placed outside the door breaking on the cell floor |
I was painting on the trains like daily |
Had a couple of girls faint in 98 and made the underground hate me |
And see fifteen years of raps have really made me |
Plus I’ve been breaking since I was a little baby so you can hate me |
I wrote my first rhyme back in '89 in a different world, a distinct state of |
mind |
Years passed and they played my mind |
And it feels a piece of it has stayed behind |
Now peeps are acting like we ain’t alive |
Claiming we should quit the game maybe save some time |
But I obey my craving seems I’m always back to play ain’t no saying why |
I ain’t rhyming to save the world or be the greatest MC and play a thug |
I guess I’ll stay in the mud, and you can stay and curse my way all the way to |
church |
Been like this since I came to earth a thirsty little bastard I’m staying |
thirsty |
I’ll always step on stage no matter if we main act or we playing first |
I ain’t gone for |