go cold Only the dead are smiling To rid your heart of all lies Their poison tongues, poison hearts Burning cold... Now let the final darkness fall I feel my soul go cold
and on this road goes on and leads you far away -a better place- don?t hold on keep moving on and on this road won?t lead you astray -on your way- city lights
get got BOW!!!!!! Laid out in cold blood on the Ave. Here comes the paramedics media and crime lab Understand this is all he know and it's all he see
a hardheaded man he was brutally handsome And she was terminally pretty. She held him up and he held her for ransom In the heart of the cold, cold city
be coolin') [VERSE 2: Brother Marquis] Coolin' with the posse, playin' it hard Rollin' two deep as I drop the top Beams from the sun light up the city
Looking at the same night sky I can?t give in I?ve worked to hard for this I let the stress build, I sit and ball my fists This town gets cold I pull
block hittin' co'ners Mobbin' like a muthafucka livin' like I wanna Ain't no stoppin' at the red lights I'm sideways Thug Life muthafucka criiime pays Let the cops put they lights
you but you know I'm lyin though, hah! Yeauhh [2Pac] You probably crooked as the last trick; want it light but how I got my ass caught up with this
on my bedroom floor i can feel the cold on my face I hear the voices in this home and i wonder why and i wonder why you are not here and this time forever
: In the streets of New York City every man can feel the cold, and I don't want no pity, but I want my story told. And the lights shine down on me,
the girls are pretty When the nights explode And life is still living Down this open road The arms of pity Wait to greet me tonight in little city Now that cold
the cold truth, And there hasn't been a tally since Sally left the alley, Since Kitty left with Big Pretty things have got pretty thin, It's tight on this
girls say alot of things to me saying they this and that but I ain't listening cause I'm on sum g shit young money Uh I'm in this bitch till my eyes
alot of girls say alot of things to me saying they this and that but I ain't listening cause I'm on sum g shit young money Uh I'm in this bitch till
juries Eight million stories in the city of furies Don't get the twist, you listen or get the fist I got nothin to lose so I gat fools with this Chorus
block (Let's Go!) And then we Ball! [x7] (That's all we know how to do... Who invented this thing!) Now we run the city (M.I yayo what it do!) Motherfuck
And make it all light up Wait until the sun goes down We gon' make this bitch light up Wait until the sun goes down I'm gon' make this go (Thanks to
