This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Kill it frozen bars, catch a cold case focused

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Thats spits lyrics so cold

All this paper i fold

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

I have already murdered you in cold blood, my work here is done

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

But,my raps scar and kill,

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

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

Full up to fuck with blood,