Lyrics Cold World - Prodigy

Cold World

Over here it get cold, you better have thermal
Under the hoodie, that’s under the snorkel
Pair o' gloves, two pair a' socks
Sweat pants under your jeans, kna’mean?
Neck scarf tied on my face
Those the hood earmuffs, I’ma lace
E’ry one o' you, throw you in the BubbleGoose
None of that tight shit, that’s too uncomfortable
A pair a' field Timbs, maybe Chukkas
So I can kick your mouth and end the discussion
It sounds violent, but not reckless
Now that nigga, he reached for my necklace
So I gave him a piece of the business
When I caught him in the face with the boots
Better run from my troops
You better play dead when we shoot
If we get that far it’s 'cause o' you
I gotta hold it down, I gotta squeeze
I’ve gotta go out 'n get this cheese
In this Cold World
Out here niggas die tryin' to get rich
To numb the pain we become addicts
O' this Cold World
Listen (Yo, listen)
Over here, Jack Frost, he run this shit
Soon as you come outside, he punch you in the chest
I let go the Uzi, then put it on my waist
That’ll keep me warm till I get on the train
Fuck, it’s cold as a bitch, on the subway platform, waitin' for the J
Real real late
Probably like 3 in the morning, sippin' on a pint of Hennessy
On my way to Brooklyn, comin' from the cribbo
Check my nigga Iller and Black Mizzo
They told me Lil' Hammer got killed
They shot him in his stomach for his diamond grill (Ohh shit!)
They said «I know the place where they took the ice out
And put in a new set of fronts.»
Wow
Make you want to stay in the house
'Cause it’s cold as hell, and these streets is foul
I gotta hold it down, I gotta squeeze
I’ve gotta go out 'n get this cheese
In this Cold World
Out here niggas die tryin' to get rich
To numb the pain we become addicts
O' this Cold World