Lyrics Human Condition (Album Version) - Kim Mitchell

Years of condition
Wintertime, wintertime
Happy birthday, Jack Benny
Thirty-nine, thirty-nine

Kiss you, kiss me
Kiss this, kiss my flag
I'm coming out of nowhere
Coming on strong
I'm behind the eight ball
But not for long

So I want you to know
The snow I roll
I want you to know
The snow I roll
Any way you spell it
Born from shit
Someone's gonna step on it
And tell it like it is
This is the snow I roll

Toxins in my clan
Political crimes, political crimes
Happy little Juliet of Belmont
Ain't it about time, ain't it about time?

Kiss you, kiss me
Kiss this, kiss my flag
I'm coming out of nowhere
Coming on strong
I'm behind the eight ball
But not for long

So I want you to know
The snow I roll
Yes, I want you to know
The snow I roll
Any way you spell it
Born from shit
Someone's gonna step on it
And tell it like it is
This is the snow I roll

You need to step all on my ugly face
Don't you think that I belong in a cage?
If I wake up your parents
Would they know you by name?
Hell, I ain't gonna eat my pizza
Salt in your veins

Seasons in disguise
Grandma don't say
Soul survived in my body
Sometimes I get loaded
Just to get unloaded
Cooking the chicken twice in the dinnertime
In the wintertime, in the wintertime

Sometimes I get loaded
Just to get unloaded
This is the snow I roll
This is the snow
This is the snow
This is the snow
The snow I roll, the snow