Cold-Bluff

Yo......

(Sometimes I feel Like I'm Giving into this Bluff

let me Talk Let me Talk...

Fuck Feel- To Late Feel Late to The Rush Feel Late to This

[Damn Bus] Feels Like Every- Place I go I'm Wasting-Time-With

G's with No Damn Lines So I'm Done With this Cold-Bluff-

This is my Time to Break Out of my Chime- And

Go Back to my Prime

Awoken- From All the Bad-Times We got Caught

So I'm Taking these Cold-Buffs I'm Running-

To this [Damn Bus] And Let the Plot Twist- Like your Wrist

And Let you G's Turn Into Wannabe Me's And I'm Sorry

you Could Never Fuck With my Squad were Untouchable

Like God's To Mortal On - Different Level - of Creating- these Pictures

Without Coming out with Blank-Sheets Of Nothingness

And Hoping for Relieve But I put this On my Momma She Always

Told me To stay Strong Even before she died)