Lirik Lagu Coldblooded - Common Sense
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[Common]Cold-blooded, cold-blooded, hard-coreRough and rugged, rugged and rawFor you and your-your, for you and yourYou got the C to the, huh - cold-bloodedAin't it - huh, c'mon - hard-coreWe take it hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh-er
Yo, yoMy little daughter, started, nursery schoolBrother Com, gotta make our move throughthe stylist(?) and violence with vibranceThe sign of times with rhyme shit is timelessThe mind is a terrible thing to spillRap life's like a dream that seems for realA nigga wake up, superstar, with no acresafter, travellin the world to see paper's just paperStreets take ya, back and forth like a shakerI'm a slave to the rhythm's breakin offI get the job done - but some days I wanna take offD be like, "We ain't got no time for that!"?uestlove said, "We ain't got no time for that!"My old bird like, "We ain't got no time for that!"So I rhyme when my back hurtsPlay the numbers from my grandmother like KraftwerkI rock the patchwork fast I'm in to win but then begin to sinwe're in to win with Hen's and Heineken'sBeast for each and greet the meek with speechto seek and peak cause Pete, shit gets deepI fuh-fuh-freak, styles that come outat night, when most cats pull the gun outGo on and on and, to the break of when thesound run out, run out, r-run outC uhh, yeah
Cold-blooded (c'mon) cold-blooded, hard-core(hit em with the) Rough and rugged (c'mon) rugged and raw(hey) for you and yours, for you and yoursYou got the C, uhh - cold-blooded (yeah)cold-blooded (c'mon) hard-core(ain't it funky) Rough and rugged, rugged and rawfor you and yours, for you and yours(Yo, yo I-I think I wanna taste these hornsI want you to taste these horns, c'mon now)C, the cold-blooded (uh) cold-blooded (yeah) hard-core(ain't it) Rough and rugged (uh) rugged and raw(yeah baby that's what I'm talkin aboutc'mon, give em, give us a little more)for you and yours, for you and yoursC to the, cold-blooded (na, na-nasty) cold-blooded, hard-core(c'mon) Rough and rugged, rugged and raw(Yo, aight let let me get a little taste of this here)for you and yours, for you and yours..
[Common]The simps, please uhh uhh uhh uhhThese studs mention me, uhh uhh uhh uhhAs a, intense MC, sent to be the reignon the industry I cameWith penitentiary talk, Coke and a Hennesey walkMy imagery talks, metaphors and similes stalkTime for war, my artillery caulks the hardest niggaI'm killin 'em softDealin with golf, gettin blowed on the courseI be dissin magazines, but then buy The SourceCan't explain why the force, is with meKnown to bring a rapper down - like Bobby did WhitneySophisticated sissies strut like this is Beat Street in backpacksBraggin how they don't eat meat and abstractI backsmack em with they skateboard, flee the crime scenewith a rhyme scheme to escape fraudsMake broads become queens, run things like a rasta sprinterThe way you want the game I rub off like HennerI remain like a tattoo with natural rapsCopy like a fax that's y'all actual factsBattle raps is where it began, I'ma end it wherever I landI done thought of, a master plan, it goes
C to the, cold-blooded (yeah, c'mon)cold-blooded, (ya know) hard-core(ain't it) Rough and rugged, (c'mon) rugged and rawfor you and yours, for you and yoursYou got the C to the, cold-bloodedcold-blooded, hard-coreRough and rugged, rugged and rawfor you and yours, for you and yoursYou got the C to the, cold-blooded (yeah, hey)cold-blooded (na-nasty, yo yo) hard-coreRough and rugged, rugged and raw(ain't it, ain't it) for you and yours, for you and yoursYou got the C to the, cold-bloodedcold-blooded, (c'mon) hard-coreRough and rugged, rugged and rawfor you and yours, for you and yours..
[Common ad-libs, then some vocal samples til end]
Yo, yoMy little daughter, started, nursery schoolBrother Com, gotta make our move throughthe stylist(?) and violence with vibranceThe sign of times with rhyme shit is timelessThe mind is a terrible thing to spillRap life's like a dream that seems for realA nigga wake up, superstar, with no acresafter, travellin the world to see paper's just paperStreets take ya, back and forth like a shakerI'm a slave to the rhythm's breakin offI get the job done - but some days I wanna take offD be like, "We ain't got no time for that!"?uestlove said, "We ain't got no time for that!"My old bird like, "We ain't got no time for that!"So I rhyme when my back hurtsPlay the numbers from my grandmother like KraftwerkI rock the patchwork fast I'm in to win but then begin to sinwe're in to win with Hen's and Heineken'sBeast for each and greet the meek with speechto seek and peak cause Pete, shit gets deepI fuh-fuh-freak, styles that come outat night, when most cats pull the gun outGo on and on and, to the break of when thesound run out, run out, r-run outC uhh, yeah
Cold-blooded (c'mon) cold-blooded, hard-core(hit em with the) Rough and rugged (c'mon) rugged and raw(hey) for you and yours, for you and yoursYou got the C, uhh - cold-blooded (yeah)cold-blooded (c'mon) hard-core(ain't it funky) Rough and rugged, rugged and rawfor you and yours, for you and yours(Yo, yo I-I think I wanna taste these hornsI want you to taste these horns, c'mon now)C, the cold-blooded (uh) cold-blooded (yeah) hard-core(ain't it) Rough and rugged (uh) rugged and raw(yeah baby that's what I'm talkin aboutc'mon, give em, give us a little more)for you and yours, for you and yoursC to the, cold-blooded (na, na-nasty) cold-blooded, hard-core(c'mon) Rough and rugged, rugged and raw(Yo, aight let let me get a little taste of this here)for you and yours, for you and yours..
[Common]The simps, please uhh uhh uhh uhhThese studs mention me, uhh uhh uhh uhhAs a, intense MC, sent to be the reignon the industry I cameWith penitentiary talk, Coke and a Hennesey walkMy imagery talks, metaphors and similes stalkTime for war, my artillery caulks the hardest niggaI'm killin 'em softDealin with golf, gettin blowed on the courseI be dissin magazines, but then buy The SourceCan't explain why the force, is with meKnown to bring a rapper down - like Bobby did WhitneySophisticated sissies strut like this is Beat Street in backpacksBraggin how they don't eat meat and abstractI backsmack em with they skateboard, flee the crime scenewith a rhyme scheme to escape fraudsMake broads become queens, run things like a rasta sprinterThe way you want the game I rub off like HennerI remain like a tattoo with natural rapsCopy like a fax that's y'all actual factsBattle raps is where it began, I'ma end it wherever I landI done thought of, a master plan, it goes
C to the, cold-blooded (yeah, c'mon)cold-blooded, (ya know) hard-core(ain't it) Rough and rugged, (c'mon) rugged and rawfor you and yours, for you and yoursYou got the C to the, cold-bloodedcold-blooded, hard-coreRough and rugged, rugged and rawfor you and yours, for you and yoursYou got the C to the, cold-blooded (yeah, hey)cold-blooded (na-nasty, yo yo) hard-coreRough and rugged, rugged and raw(ain't it, ain't it) for you and yours, for you and yoursYou got the C to the, cold-bloodedcold-blooded, (c'mon) hard-coreRough and rugged, rugged and rawfor you and yours, for you and yours..
[Common ad-libs, then some vocal samples til end]
