Lirik Lagu Cold World - Xzibit
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[Verse 1: Xzibit]Justine, 19, just got cleanFresh outta rehab with self-esteemShe ain't felt this good in a whileA new leash on life, a vibrant thang, a beautiful smileUsed to run with a circle of friends, who was skeleton thinSniff white lines off powerful menBut see, all that's a thang of the past, she got classAnd be damned if she'd let herself burn and crashShe ain't from money so she startin from scratchIt's hard working for scrapsIt take everything she got not to relaspeLocked down in 9 to 5, but at the 9 to 5She get sexually harrased and chastisedBoss is a married man, she won't touch himFrustrated angry man, she won't fuck himShe's out of her job, at Basket CakesLeast it came wit an 8, 2 lines to the faceGod Damn!
[Chorus]It's a cold, cold, world, and you know itNiggaz will lay you down and take your bread, yeah and you know itOnly two choices, you can give it up or you can just die with it!Only two choices, you can give it up or you can just die with it, yeah
[Verse 2: Xzibit]He was on his own, at a very young ageWhen he learned from the streets, made everything changeSee he came up with hustlers, lost his religionIt's funny how money can make a nigga think he livinI ain't talkin paper like Jigga or DreIt's more like 7500, 9 ounces of lle'That's what he say he can get for the flip, they thought the deal was legitBut he stuck him and split, in deep shitNow his mother work for minimum payLive a positive way, she the first one at church every SundayBlind to the needs of her son, he's a gatling gunIn the streets, jackin niggaz for funIt's a non-stop search through the hood, but can't catch himThey found out where mom stayed and went steppinThe evil that men do, but still we continueWith death and dishonor, for the all mighty dollar, it's so cold
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Xzibit]He was 13, brought up in BaghdadAte with his right and made money with his left handPrayed to the East, 5 times dailyHis mother and father just had a new born babyNow his father was an Imam who carried the weightAnd built his family on 5 pillars of faithNever trippin off Western ways, it meant nadaPilgramige to Mecca to circle around Kabba300 miles away, British troops hit BasraHis cousin waged jihad and died with honorHe heard about the buildings on 9-11And a man named Bush on a search for weaponsNow here come the U.S., to crush SaddamWit 88 thousand tons of missle and bombsBut his family's too broke to move or find shelterIf they all had to die, they would die together and that's cold... damn
[Chorus]
[Chorus]It's a cold, cold, world, and you know itNiggaz will lay you down and take your bread, yeah and you know itOnly two choices, you can give it up or you can just die with it!Only two choices, you can give it up or you can just die with it, yeah
[Verse 2: Xzibit]He was on his own, at a very young ageWhen he learned from the streets, made everything changeSee he came up with hustlers, lost his religionIt's funny how money can make a nigga think he livinI ain't talkin paper like Jigga or DreIt's more like 7500, 9 ounces of lle'That's what he say he can get for the flip, they thought the deal was legitBut he stuck him and split, in deep shitNow his mother work for minimum payLive a positive way, she the first one at church every SundayBlind to the needs of her son, he's a gatling gunIn the streets, jackin niggaz for funIt's a non-stop search through the hood, but can't catch himThey found out where mom stayed and went steppinThe evil that men do, but still we continueWith death and dishonor, for the all mighty dollar, it's so cold
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Xzibit]He was 13, brought up in BaghdadAte with his right and made money with his left handPrayed to the East, 5 times dailyHis mother and father just had a new born babyNow his father was an Imam who carried the weightAnd built his family on 5 pillars of faithNever trippin off Western ways, it meant nadaPilgramige to Mecca to circle around Kabba300 miles away, British troops hit BasraHis cousin waged jihad and died with honorHe heard about the buildings on 9-11And a man named Bush on a search for weaponsNow here come the U.S., to crush SaddamWit 88 thousand tons of missle and bombsBut his family's too broke to move or find shelterIf they all had to die, they would die together and that's cold... damn
[Chorus]
