Russell/Lardie Hard to belive that it's over Oh no here comes another empty day I Still see the leaves of October A winter of Heartache on way And
't let is show, when the heartache comes, ohh... And so I stand alone in the cold of the night, until I can't go on anymore, and when the fever takes
was so short For once in my life I wasn't alone With blood on my hands, How could I have known? Used to be the great white hope Once I walked on water
, bazooki, gong and vocal. In the third part of the year when men begin to gather fuel against the coming cold hear hoover ring hard on frosty ground
a minute I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed And gave a blow job to my whole
sun played the starring role Was gonna turn the tide in that black Cadillac Next to them little white rails and cold hard facts So when you get done dancing and
E-S-H-A-M And he was known to murder them all Gun-clapper leave a rapper brains all on the wall Now, nobody coul fade him cause he was known to murder em And
it let the H20 dribble When its cold out the rims stick out like cold nipples I seen you at the stop light your not hard You put your white face on I
feel great, I can hardly wait Hit the Waffle House and get a chicken-melt plate Scrambled eggs with cheese and a pile of grease And get full as a tick 'bout ready to drip And
commander had only to reach down to capture me by the hair. Yanking hard, he pulled me upright, and twisted my fair face up to meet his cold, cold gaze
Oh great spirit Of resistance Help us through this Time of turbulent Wind coniditions Keep our vision pure Protect is from this cold hard surface ANd
head I know a place we can go and I'm falling Love so hard that you wish you were ten Lets take life and slow it down incredibly slow Frame by frame
hard-headed man He was brutally handsome, and she was teminally pretty She held him up, and he held her for ransome in the heart of the cold, cold
Rollin' in the world so cold just like pelgrims In my great dilly nowadays perilli Get to see one and other and when we connect We still brothers and
you got time to weep Oh our great free land of fire and rain White man's wealth and black man's pain You've got to be white if you want to get in It
physics I'm Cold Iron Stone, cold and scone, the Magma Emcee Stone Cold Gotti Me and big Chico from the hood go back in like sugar Shawn Stacey's 'Llacs and
coppas And helicopters Pourin out vodka For all my dead potnas And make me wanna drop my chopper And salute Nigga put yo glocks in the air and salute
rapper A big bank roller and a cold, cold capper Hey baby, I got this rhyme It's not gonna stop till the end of time Like rock and roll I'll play that