This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

Licensed to kill and spill the blood of those who think they ill/

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

These story's are cold, stopped blood flow, evils you know , don't slow

I'm gon remember her, but still

But,my raps scar and kill,

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

Kill a bitch extract her blood and turn that spell her name in bloody alphabet

With such an ugly picture in it and

Let it rain let it flood let a crip kill a blood

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

When there was a flood they really just have cold blood, their heartless

Thats spits lyrics so cold

I mean of course just the same old