Richie Cunning - The Cold lyrics
[Richie Cunning - The Cold lyrics]
Get your coat on
It's gonna be a cold one tonight
I don't even remember the last time I
Took the jacket off my back
Force of habit, I was taught like that
Of course I pack the skully
In the inner left pocket
Thermometer drops then I rock it
Belly of the beast for life
Wind blowing past beggars and thieves
That know never to leave their skin showin'
The cold more than just a weather condition
It's all your trouble and pain
Shit refrigerate the blood in your veins
The situation been critical
You ain't got no place to go
And all your dough is invisible
Goddamn, it's difficult to maintain composure
First the bank loan ya, now the bank own ya
One bad breaker had your
Wheels spinning outta control
Go to sleep and wake up out in the cold
You can go on hoping it ain't coming
But knocking on the table won't stop
It 'cuz nobody's safe from it
When the hunger from your last meal catch up
And all your overdue credit bills stack up
And you start to feel the windchill factor
(So cold the mic is frozen)
When you livin' up against the wall
And you running out of friends to call
And the temperature begins to fall
Ayo it's looking like it's gonna
Be another cold evening
Something like a couple
Degrees below freezing
And it don't stop, and it don't quit
The cold's coming baby, don't forget
The weather turns on you in
A single brief moment
Sometime you take a wrong turn
And just keep going (keep going)
And it don't stop, and it don't quit
The cold's coming baby, don't forget
Feel like I ain't slept for days
The air chilly
Had a one in a million shot swept away
Now I'm ill with a mop
I don't remember how it came to this
I just remember all the names I miss
And it can happen to you
It ain't a goddamn doubt of it
Watch the cold sneak up in your house and
Take your ass out of it son
Now you just another derelict
Trying not to bury yourself with all
The weight that you be carrying
Every one of your problems
Starting to snowball
You gettin' scared and dodgin' all
Of your phone calls
Bill collectors and 48-hour notices threaten
You every second the
Shit is about as cold as it gets
Hide from it with smoke and cheap liquor
Temporarily cool
But, it's only getting bigger
More like an investment than
A checking account
'Cuz once the cold gets in
Ain't no gettin' it out, c'mon
When the hunger from your last meal catch up
And all your overdue credit bills stack up
And you start to feel the windchill factor
(So cold the mic is frozen)
When you livin' up against the wall
And you running out of friends to call
And the temperature begins to fall
Ayo it's looking like it's gonna
Be another cold evening
Something like a couple
Degrees below freezing
And it don't stop, and it don't quit
The cold's coming baby, don't forget
The weather turns on you in
A single brief moment
Sometime you take a wrong turn
And just keep going
And it don't stop, and it don't quit
The cold's coming baby, don't forget
(It's cold in this motherfucker)