Austin Marc - Cold lyrics

V1 Snapping back into relapse raps, relax I keep the wax stashed in a hooker's a** crack Going up like Nasdaq, girl how's that sound? Grab the loud and get down Joes jockin' my flow like a thief to a pickpocket If she got it (laughs) then you know she's gonna get it I slice beef like a head to shredded lettuce Lifting up her skirt like she was playing tennis 64 Nintendo keep this episode playing Do you know what I am saying? Some old school tunes puffing OG to Bad b**h coming through piped down by the whole crew Took it like whole foods, oh dude Recorded it on the intro with pro tools Like some sh** by Notorious I k**ed the p**y like Oscar Pistorius I'm so cold that you can't touch my soul or my spirit Dodging stray bullets, pain don't even feel it Resurrection of the realest, welcome back to the carnival Increase the funds till the tax rates marginal Decrease the f**s in my daily life given I'm Jordan on the mic and y'all barely Pippen! Chorus x2 Increase the funds, Increase the funds I Decrease the f**s and I increase the funds V2 I'm a bad mother f**er If that a** fat girl I might wanna f** ya I've gone crazy heart blacker than a spade's ace Bottle of jack, and chug more beer than a case RACE Don't matter if you black, green, or white Cause in a battle rap I'm turning men into mice What's your life like? Life is like so funny sometimes Life rhymes but you can't live it twice so take a chance Man my life ain't been the same since my momma got cancer So if it don't make cents then it ain't the ANSWER Me this, What's wrong with putting her in front of a b**h? So girl how you like your dick? Lets finish up quick, I gotta write this sh** And if you swallow kids then I might even spit it Take a listen who you kidding sh**s raw as how I hit it Decreased the f**s in my daily life given I'm Jordan on the mic and y'all barely Pippen Chorus x2 V3 Third verse hearse rap, inventing words in the lab With the herbal remedy of the mad scientist Wildest freestyling pilot of the fliest sh** Psychotic psychologist, b**h welcome to the lions den I am him, I am god, I am man I am it's all part of the master plan Deeds dastardly the Young Dirty ba*tard Obscene swagger, casualty of disaster Life after d**h I cracked my mind's pa**word Cracked a dutch open my heart pumped faster Can't slow down cause I can't go backwards Oh lord, this is music for the ma**es Till my lung collapses, I'll be the coldest thing that's happening You sung your little song and you made me want to rap again Trill, so ill that you better buzz hazmat Come at me with the bull and get ducked like Aflac Chorus x2