Текст песни Cold Dayz - Reef the Lost Cauze , Snowgoons
These
cold
days
got
me
in
a
physical
rage
It′s
like
that
from
the
Stat
where
I
live
at
Walking
through
the
dark
path
of
this
invisible
maze
My
life
ain't
rosy
but
I
roll
with
it
These
cold
days
got
me
in
a
physical
rage
It′s
like
that
from
the
Stat
where
I
live
at
Walking
through
the
dark
path
of
this
invisible
maze
My
life
ain't
rosy
but
I
roll
with
it
I
didn't
choose
this
life,
this
life
chose
me
I
don′t
owe
the
game,
the
game
owes
me
I
might
know
you
but
you
don′t
know
me
My
OG
see
things
you
don't
see
Sex,
money,
and
murder
on
the
TV
It′s
easy
to
put
out
a
bullshit
CD
And
poison
the
people's
minds
for
GP
Destroying
what
we
designed
in
3D
Everybody′s
yelling
recession
but
I'm
selling
some
weapons
That′ll
help
you
get
by
without
stressing
Answer
one
question,
you
ain't
gotta
lie
Are
you
really
willing
to
die
to
get
by?
Going
through
mad
shit
trying
to
keep
my
head
high
Coming
to
you
live
from
the
middle
of
Bed-Stuy
Where
it's
do-or-die
homicides
and
suicides
Sex,
drugs,
money,
lies,
baby
you
could
decide
I
had
to
do
it
every
day
son
I
couldn′t
hide
I
couldn′t
cry
but
I
slipped
up
a
couple
times
Puffing
a
dime
so
high
we
hustled
and
grind
Fuck
a
crew
it
was
just
me,
my
cousin,
and
I
We'd
catch
a
couple
of
vics,
swell
a
couple
of
eyes
Take
a
nigga
lunch
money
then
order
a
pie
Meet
up
in
the
morning
at
the
corner
at
nine
Then
party
and
bullshit
till
a
quarter
to
five
Yo
in
this
struggle
you
gotta
have
street
smarts
That′s
why
we
pack
metal
things
for
those
with
sheep
hearts
Deep
darks
aren't
fragmented
on
these
glaciers
of
ice
Like
an
abused
pitbull
I
was
ready
to
be
nothing
nice
Alcohol
vice,
grim
slip
into
a
trance
Shoulder
chip
getting
worse,
disperse
bullets
over
a
glance
A
true
romance,
no
Christian
Slater
Denounce
myself
as
a
Christian,
I′m
a
vicious
hater
No
fictitious
saviour
is
a
neighbour
of
mine
Blue
collar
scholar
with
a
martyr
I
dine
Cheap
wine,
whiskey
and
beer
Dilemma
of
a
scumbag,
I'm
the
apprentice
of
fear
Warfare
engineer,
a
[?]
of
[?]
Fuck
a
knife,
I
got
an
axe
to
cut
the
tension
I′m
the
one
they
mention
as
a
henchman
of
rap
So
you
rhyming
is
like
giving
[?]
a
slap
In
the
jungle
where
alley
cats
and
rowdy
rats
We
probably
at
playgrounds
where
they
stash
the
dead
bodies
at
It's
a
cold
world,
better
get
your
pea
coat
It's
hard
to
see
hope
when
shorty
on
their
knees
like
they
feeble
Giving
deep
throat
so
she
can
release
dope
Into
her
veins,
part
of
the
game
in
the
streets
though
All
that
we
know,
shoot
to
kill
first
So
fuck
an
I′ll,
I
still
see
my
nigga
Millhurst
I
see
his
mom
grabbing
at
the
casket
Later
that
night
we
riding
deep
blasting
at
them
bastards
It′s
a
cycle
of
madness,
I
still
think
they
coming
for
me
So
fuck
the
cops,
the
judge,
and
the
jury
cause
they
ain't
did
nothing
for
me
When
I
was
young
I′d
roll
a
blunt
and
crush
a
forty
Just
to
escape
the
scene
of
the
crime
cause
it
was
gory
You
rappers
corny,
there's
nothing
to
glorify
I′m
horrified
by
how
many
brothers
left
before
their
time
And
they
all
speak
through
me
That's
why
I′ll
always
speak
truthfully
1 Snowgoons Dynasty
2 The Uncrushables
3 Put Em Up
4 Can't Go on Like That
5 Dangerous Ways
6 We Nah Play
7 Warlords
8 Road Warriors
9 Three Bullets
10 The Real and the Raw
11 No Favors
12 The Madness Begins
13 Statue (feat. Virtuoso)
14 The Beast (feat. Lateb)
15 Big Bang Bomb
16 Rotten Apple
17 Global Domination
18 Cold Dayz
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