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Cold World
- Yo, men that stepped to me I been murdering, killing
- But today I was told to murk little children
- I need to kill the kid of our worst enemy
- I really don't know if I can pull through this mentally
- I clapped a lot of victims, but they was never a child
- I even got to shooting a head that's senile
- But a six year old? I stayed away from that shit
- But now, Mr. Smith, I'll dispatch your brat kid
- I'm standing on the grass on your garden yard
- It's your son's birthday, I'm quote on quote "bodyguard"
- See the kids party hard, if you can say that for first graders
- You just said to your son "I'm off to work, later!"
- So now me and 'em alone, I tell 'em "Come inside
- The house, 'cause it's dangerous", it's 'bout to be a homicide
- When I shoot all the fifteen guests and Dick
- It's Richard's birthday today, it's still messing with
- Me, am I able to unload the clip
- On a small, innocent horde of kids?
- When they come inside the house, I lock the door
- Put them all in one room, I can't squeeze the glock yet though
- I look at Dick, he talking to a friend of his
- I can't possibly hurt this child, I can't do this
- You know what? Fuck it, I'mma do it, just quick
- I want to see the bullets bust shit
- If the jakes come here, I'mma murk the cops
- Pull the stick out of my pants, then they heard a shot
- After they saw I was pulling the trigger
- Some tried to run away, but bullets are quicker
- I see guts flying, I hear a lot of crying
- Soon as I reload the clip, everybody dying
- I see emptiness in eyes, they been clapped by gun
- These little children bleeding, wait, what have I done?
- I was the one who adopted you and raised you
- Inside I'm a monster, ready to spray you
- You was my little baby, I was your daddy
- No one told you that me is a coward, a sadist
- I pretended to love you to be to make your life painful
- I waited for you to grow up, so I can push a knife, blade, through
- Your stomach, now you dead and I feel no remorse
- I just went back to wiping blood off forty fours
- Your first brother was more lucky, he got to turn eighteen
- But what defined that fucker was the word lazy
- And he was a handsome boy, and his flirt crazy
- So then I figured he would hurt ladies
- So before he got with one, I threw his ass in a river
- Then me and friends discussed his death while passing a cigar
- Little did they know that shortly after they gon' drown too
- I watched 'em gasp for air, while I drank on Mountain Dew
- Your second bro lived enough for me to show him his first stick
- But then I thought for real and domed him when saw he was so worthless
- After I got home, I hanged my baby mama
- My grandma tried to interrupt me, so I sprayed the choppa
- Chopped 'em both up and then threw 'em in the sewer
- Then went to buy a chain, I was shooting at the jeweler
- But fuck the police, cops ain't catching me
- Mock the shit out 'em, never stop the travesty
- You might've died a ten year old, but your life was happy
- So when I get to heaven, please explain, why don't you like your daddy?
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