Lyrics The Cold (feat. Planet Asia) - Eric Leo 108

This me and Asia, they say I'm gifted
I like misdirection and to put it simplest
I don't think for myself, so yes I'm Christian
I run it like the church, inquisition

Whether winter or fall I love the cold
It reminds me of my blood and it's oxygen threshold
When the light from your eyes goes dull and closed
Is when I'll stop coming after your throat

And we don't play that gangsta shit
All my moves I make legitimate
In broad daylight I have the sense
Everything you have figured, isn't

I suggest if you don't wanna catch a case
Show some discretion, respect, and grace

I ain't hard, but I ain't a bitch either
You may try the takeover and then find that I'm the ether

Is the atmosphere to ethereal like gravity
Or since it's clear do we not see it mattering?

I wouldn't bring me back unless your eager
To figure out why they fear the karma I teach her

Weather winter or fall I love the cold
It reminds me of my blood and it's oxygen threshold
When the light from your eyes goes dull and closed
Is when I'll stop coming after your throat

I Molotov mics in the night
With the energy to cause a street fight
Knuckle up baby, buckle up
It's dangerous on the ave
They flaming guns
Slanging crumbs
Hennessey and Jamison
The eyes of the jungle Blood shot
The disgruntled smirk of a crook
Posing for the pic, in his first mug shot
My seven and a half is working oh that's for certain
We in the lab cooking and jookin'
Until its closed curtains
I'm busting shots at the serpent for a purpose
The seven stars represent the seven churches
Watch what you worship
Don't miss the revelations
You'll be caught up like the listeners
Still caught up on my first shit
Assassin with the blade catch a niggas fade
It's a rapture on the stage when you capture these grenades
You'll be a fossil once
Once they really understand the gospel
El Chapo with chopped cheese and a taco

This me and Asia, they say I'm gifted
I like misdirection and to put it simplest
I don't think for myself, so yes I'm Christian (often)
I run it like the church, inquisition

Weather winter or fall I love the cold
It reminds me of my blood and it's oxygen threshold
When the light from your eyes goes dull and closed
Is when I'll stop coming after your throat

I suggest if you don't wanna catch a case
Show some digression, respect, and grace

I ain't hard, but I ain't a bitch either
You may try the takeover and then find I'm the ether

What's a mind to a god
Time to a thought
Price to some art
Or lies if you're smart?

What's a mind to a god
Time to a thought
Price to some art
Or lies if you're smart?

Sooner or later I'm gonna figure you out
And all I've really found, is how cowards get down
How they bring um out bring um out bring um out bring um out
It's hard to tell that you aren't really a clown

I'm not tryna develop what you sell
I'm hear just to tell
You, you need to get help

I'm not tryna develop what you sell
I'm hear just to tell
You, you need to get help

Weather winter or fall I love the cold
It reminds me of my blood and it's oxygen threshold
When the light from your eyes goes dull and closed
Is when I'll stop coming after your throat

Weather winter or fall I love the cold
It reminds me of my blood and it's oxygen threshold
When the light from your eyes goes dull and closed
Is when I'll stop coming after your throat