So Cold

So Cold -Celph Titled

I'm sitting here all alone

Wonderin'why why you did me so cold

We stay spittin'in your ear

Come out the bushes firin'make you surprise hit of the year

And just off GP my *****s we blazin'easily

Shoot entire fam'when we shoot show you some decency

Avidly raw rhyme with a mechanical jaw and we won't fight you

Hit you with the MA-28250Caliber sniper rifle

Go 'head and try to hide them secrets what you gon'do

When your casket drops they'll have plenty of dirt to dig up on you

After that sex change I guess you not the man now

Cut off your arms you the best MC hands down

We manipulate young impressionable minds

With extremely exceptional rhymes

Celph Titled's the one you idolize

Sellin'c***ette tapes with Don Lapre

Marketing my methods on exactly how the God will speak

With deadly words that'll rearrange your clique

I'm in the bathroom with a Tommy gun droppin'gangsta ****

How could you have been so cold

How could you have been so cold

It's like the darkest night meets the coldest winter

Ink froze when I wrote the scripture sippin'on the old elixir

I use ice water color composin'pictures depictin'

Me as the kingpin of game pimpin'

Hoppin'out the back of black Continental Lincolns

Visitin'the next man's women and call 'em chickens

Listen up delinquents I told y'all

Number two below the zero EP frostbitten

I'm so cold but I wasn't born to be

I see spirits in my ****smoke hauntin'me

Fools got nothin'on me the song won't cry

I'm so cold the blood freeze when I make the song bleed

I give two f**ks about y'all blue butts

Hoodied up like I be reppin'minority ku klux

If you gamble with your own life roll dice and I might

Put your mind body and soul on ice 'cause I'm so cold

How could you have been so cold

How could you have been so cold

Let me put these f**kin'words in your head real simple and plain

My gun'll make you levitate in the streets I'm david blaine

Deranged and insane put you in a burgundy tomb

I got you callin'911in the emergency room

Military action send in the regime

At my shows we sell ammo in vending machines

The bruce willis of rap I got die hard fans

And write with knife sharp hands slicin'your fam'

Yo I make motherf**kers freeze in they place like sculptures of ice do

I'm in my thirty two degree fahrenheit mood

Oktober and Celph Titled we hold the belt title

But for death we still fight you ill rivals

Tongue still reps the sword simply slice you

From words exchanged back into days I'm spiteful

To let tresp***ers in the game is taboo

Cover your scar with a black panther tattoo that's cool

How could you have been so cold

How could you have been so cold

How could you have been so cold