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Текст песни GeniusGZA f Inspector Deck, D`Angelo - Cold World

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Intro: D`AngeloBabies dyin, moms cryin, and punks gettin offShit is deep on the block and you got me locked downIn this cold, cold world...[Genius/GZA]It was the night before New Year`s, and all through the fuckin projectsNot a handgun was silent, not even a tecOutsiders is stuck, by enemies who put fearAnd blasted on the spot before the pigs were dereYou know hoods robbers snipers new in sight fuck blue and whiteThey escape before them flash the fuckin lightsGunshots, shatter first floor window panesShells hit the ground and blood stained the dice gameWhether broke callisthetic, any style you set itBeat niggas toothless, physically cut up like goosesBut with iron on the side thugs took no excusesTherefore, your fifty-two handblocks was uselessLinks was snatched off necks, scars on throatsJackets took, after bullet rips through coatsAgainst those who felt the cold from the steel made em foldAnd squeal, once the metal hit the temple of his grillConstruction worker, who was caught for his bomberNo time to swing the hammer that was hangin from his Farmer`sAnd it`s bugged how some niggas catch slugsAnd pockets dug from everything except check stubsAnd it does, sound ill like wars in BrownsvilleOr fatal robberies in Red Hook where feds lookFor fugitives to shoot cops, niggas layin on roof topsFor his CREAM he stashed in a shoeboxBut he was hot, and the strip was filled with young killersYou don`t suspect, so cops creep like caterpillarsAnd born thieves stay hooded with extra bulletsThose who try to flee they hit the vertebrae, increase the murder rateSimilar to hit men who pull out tecs and thenDrop those who act like Thai flows from MexicanRabbit, like recipients cashin checks againBack to the motherfuckin spot on LexingtonChorus: D`AngeloBabies dyin, moms cryin, and punks gettin offShit is deep on the block and you got me locked downIn this cold, cold world...They be runnin from the cops, bustin off shotsShit is deep on the block and you got me locked downIn this cold, cold world...[Inspector Deck]YoNo time to freeze, undercovers ease up in Grand PrixsAnd seize packages and pocket the currencyClicks control strips full clips are sprayedYellow tape barricades sidewalks where bodies layMadness strikes at twelve o`clock midnightStick up kids on the ground broke the staircase lightAnd I stays harassed, scramblin for petty cashJakes on my ass young bucks is learnin fast357`s and 44`sBought inside corner stores, provide fire sparks for warsHospital floors surrounded by the lawHomicide questioning while the jakes guard the doorMy hood stay tense, loyalty puts strength in my teamCause niggas main concern is CREAMSome niggas in the jet black GallantShot up the Chinese resteraunt, for this kid named LamontI thought he was dead but instead he missed a kidAnd hit a twelve year old girl in the head and then fledTactical narcotic, task force, back off fastCause the crime boss is passin off cashExtortions, for portions of streets, causes beefHavin followers of Indians trying to play ChiefYou witness the saga, casualties and dramaLife is a script, I`m not a actor but the authorOf a modern day opera, where the main characterIs presidential papers, the dominant factorOutro: D`AngeloBabies dyin, moms cryin, and punks gettin offShit is deep on the block and you got me locked downIn this cold, cold world...They be runnin from the cops, bustin off shotsShit is deep on the block and you got me locked downIn this cold, cold world...

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