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State Your Cause Killing The Cold

on I can't comprehend your stupidity, miscalculation Word to obstetricians show your crews anhiliation Predicted, Brains get evicted, Fuckin with me kid Bullets lift your lid And watch your

step to the Ice equals sure death Cause ??it's then I begin?? than you ever assume Drop the mic, go rap in your living room I love the quick kill Swing

you makin my nigga, you better just stay in your square, And I'm here the Killas and Thieves, Pimps, Pussies is on the prawl, If the find you out of your

, I don't have it My crew large enough to walk and cause traffic Bounce like box springs on your craft-matic Before you be sueing doc for malpractice You couldn't bang from start Your

back, lean back, lean back, lean back [Verse 3: Remy Martin] Ayo, remy pop but im hot, Like an out of state spot, and any body think im not, your

get down on my knees Cause I can't make it by my lonely, Jesus help a nigga please [Chorus] [Z-Ro] Yeah, much love to everybody doin time Up in {?} state

was sharper than cleats Two brothers with muscular dystrophy, it killed me But I remember this, mom's would lick her finger tips To wipe the cold out

' And later by Malcolm, whose point was straight Stressin' a black nationalistic state Of self-sufficiency on a mission He stressed thrift and pride and good sense Killed in cold

hear voices Speakin' loud and clear, wait 'till you come out this year So I listen back cause the street is missing that What a world we live in So cold