Tekst:
Great White Cold World

Its your world Its a cold world its your world im slammin the door on your cold world Its a Cold World Its a Cold World Its your world

(Get em on) I'm on one (Get em on) I'm on one (Get em on) I said I'm on one [Drake] I'm getting so cold I aint work this hard since I was 18 Apologise

Feel the beat, rock with me Let me tell you what I be I'm a MC rapper, a MC rapper A big bank roller and a cold, cold capper Hey baby, I got this rhyme

just dealin' wit real life Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics And show these people what my level of skills like But I'm still white

in the world wanna problem with that? For real I heard Harlem is back Who in the world wanna problem with that? Uh yeah, Harlem is back Who in the world

divorced To test you like a sickness I bet you'd like to lick this From Texas right to Memphis Built with ex dykes and glimpses Of everything I hate It would be great

they thrown shots at the greats But I shoot back, the Lord ain't designed me for hate I've never understood Martin Luther with his speech With the whole world

moth in a flame And our world was so fucking gone But I'm not attached to your world Nothing heals and nothing grows 'Cause it's a great big white world

cold No glove scrub, Manny just over that stove Perfect paradigm Wrong place wrong time Should have been Phizer, GlaxoSmithKline Number one chemist Look at him no blemish Egg shell off white