Old Man Winter's a Cold Man
An old school hip-hop head with a futuristic flow & unique style.
Lyrics
I’m an addict back at it here we are again
Let me reach under my seat for my heat & throw the cartridge in
Ok, ready set, you already wet (what?)
It’s that quick, BET, light up a cigarette
Drama now… all in between me & the action
What happened? get a napkin nobody’s laughing get to clappin’ now..
Vision a whole line cowards folded up..
Followed by the sound of a power window rolling up
That’s me, tucked in the bucket blaze another one up fuck it
Dip out, early, u heard me? hit the rustic
It’s all greed observe me, folk you better hurry..
Before their fam slab back in a weak attempt to serve me
But that’l never happen they hyperbole -- that’s word B
Bottom line I shine even though my curb work is dirty
My gun talk is mic-talk outlined in white chalk
Swooping on u rodents like a nighthawk slow me down….
Take my steez to the priest & get, excommunicated quick
I’m Hydraulic, heavy rocks on the wrist don’t get it twisted.
Old man winter’s a cold man, the abominable snowman
Gun toting with both hands, don’t make me open up my coat fam..
You’ll get left for dead like u relied on Giuliani..
Then deserted like some syrup on J-Lo Punani
I’m sick & tired of the fake gangsta monopoly lock they want to call hiphop it’s not
My persona’s octagon I been, hollerin STOP
You, swallow a lot, bottom fish gobblin cock, I swear
if I see another group of corny-ass pants sagging wearin wanna be slobs on the block I’ma rob em…..no problem
Take em out they marijuana bags and date rape money
Make they too much make-up wearin pasty faced honeys
Cry like they on Oprah, super-soaker tear ducts
it’s fear when you hear Chuck, you hear me? what the deal chump?!
