F.T. - Cold, Dark, And Empty lyrics
[Verse 1: Smoke] [Hook: Smoke] Godson, large guns, hard drums Prolems, plastic livers and hard lungs Far from, a colorful artist Untroubled regardless, humble and cautious, zoology starts Game of Throne, we upend the farthest Check out my horos[cope], I'm the lion in the jungle Rob you n***as on the ave, you buy a hundred bundles You don't understand struggle? I'll rob you for your gun tool I'm barkin on police, monster on the beats Got a chopper in the car? Gotta chopper in the streets Make it hard for you to breathe, Parkinson's disease And part of my beliefs don't make it hard for me to squeeze I'm starting to agree; n***as don't love us n***as don't want us, n***as don't trust us - n***as can't touch us! My life that's on paper? That's the sh** that I publish Stab your sister in private, your brother in public, n***a [Hook] You can't k** me I'm dead already, his head is petty My metal heavy, G-O-D of the Serengeti Crazy Eddie machetes, I keep 'em in a Chevy My metal heavy, G-O-D of the Serengeti [Verse 2: FT] Just a young boy doing broke man sh** Running through the hood with a big four fifth Spit on your poster, clique full of vultures One shot, bet I'll leave your liver on your shoulders I'll make your heart stop beating, your wife start cheating She speaking with a mouthful of semen We angels, y'all demons If you think that you can f** with the gods you're dreaming Cause my flow is like hell when you battle me You bout to step into the realms of reality Let's get it poppin' motherf**er For playing with pimping now y'all paying expenses Like doctor bills, you're not for real I co*k the steel over pot and pills, even cops get k**ed On the block with a Glock before I got the deal I don't care, somewhere there's a slot to fill, n***a [Hook] [Vinnie Paz] The Dim Mak teacher, the Book of Enoch reader The five deadly venom chest beater, the chess teacher The guest speaker, the Miami flesh eater I'm the physical of severely compressed ether Carry wisdom of a severely distressed Gita The act of cowardice you display is your best feature Chastiser of the enemy, d**h's reaper Logic dictate experience the best teacher I gave him two choices he didn't deserve either Confession doesn't work to a deeply disturbed preacher Everything is painted with blood from a snub heater Father please instruct me on how to perform pitra Smoked in every country a lot of the bomb reefer Poked in every country a lot of the don divas I was resurrected by tropical storm Jesus I was then selected to slaughter deformed fetus [Hook]