Texty:
Cold As Life Born To Land Hard

Your weekends turn to all week long As you look around not just your money's gone Shootin that dope losing out on life Heroin stands in your sunlight

me to freeze, down on my knees Nightsticks bouncing off my head, what'd I do, I said as I bled Get up but I couldn't move, faced to the ground as the

nothing left Sorry inside for life itself The places I've been, it showed my Hell Fell to the ground, face in my hands Punished for years to roam this land

to hear it, there's to much lust We've had a taste of what's to come Deny all you want, there's no where to run Your life's just been blown away

This is a hold up, don't anyone move I need some money, I'm missing some screws I'll take what's yours, your life is mine .44 ski mask and a .45

s you Can't be anything, it's too late, you killed your tomorrow for today's sake You brought it down yourself, brought us up in it as well Life's so hard

hot, I'm hot an' when your feet cold, mines are sizzlin' It's plain to see, niggas can't fuck wit me 'Cuz I'ma be that nigga for life, this is not an

a man is born to lose no matter how hard he tries Life on earth would sure be hell without the heaven in my woman's eyes Simplicity was once a way of life

they open up another door To a border far below For the time that I'm allowed, There's a new horizon But a soul as cold as ice Is nothing to rely upon