"Cold." - Brymo
All of my friends are old, or cold
Or both, both
And all of my foes hold that I'm cold
Cold, I'm cold
And I feel like the nuzzle of a gun
Like I know where bullets go before they do
I'm so cold, I'm cold, I'm cold
Blazing hot when a bullet goes
The feel of my touch
Is chill to your bones
The shooter dies when I say No
The whole gun knows
Writer(s): Ọláwálé Ọlọ́fọ̀’rọ̀.
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Cold