Songtexte:
Cold As Life Who Holds The Truth

we die. Knowing, unknowing, our savior in the sky betray. Betrayed, still unknow. Faith or faked, the question still grows. Blasphomy, Reality. Who holds

holds me down, my... hold me down Cause I put the rush... nigger we bust em up Cop... ready to blow your block off the map Thug life nigger live with

You ride like a cowboy toward the sun And life ain't fun, when you're on the run Got your gold and you got your gun But life as an outlaw just begun Got

Increasing shooters and looters The beast is using manuvers to feed it through the computer Delete the truth from intruders that leak it into a smooth cut More are stuck as

have Out of sight, out of mind The game is setting a trap for your mind Who's gonna put this demon on hold A to the DL to cold These days your ego's

: Intro Ain't gonna be the one who's lost One who's gone One who's wrong, no Don't wanna be the falling one Crawling one Drowning one, no What a beautiful

: [gun is cocked and fired] (I'm King News and I come to you with the truth The mean streets took six more lives overnight all the result of gang-bang

me coming. Cold reigning king, Hold all the secrets from you As they produce the movement. Even Siberia goes through the motions. Hold out and hold up; Hold

motel Tellin them broads about my furniture and jewels Work on my table and how holding my clientel Damn do it hit the spot As pretty as you is no more