[Verse] [Grandmaster Caz] It was a long time ago but I'll never forget I got caught in the bed with a girl named Yvette I sure got scared like hell
I only said two words, something like "Get busy" Her head started hurting and she got real dizzy Growing up to fast, all you little girls Letting brothers like me cold crush
screen was seen Not a gang to bang, or to hang with slang Talkin angers ang, about everything Just brothers and others, like fathers and mothers Who
West, rap on the West) Come follow me PS 53 classmate with Kenny Pound The Cold Crush Brother Watchin' Cassanova Lover, the master flower Keith Thornton, there's no other
I lost brothers Some best friends word life, we all bredgren but we all speak And nobody budgin' 'cause we all stubbrin' yeah, we let the hate rise Give each other
Pop your collar to that Crooked Eye need a whole click And like "folls and giblets" That's some cold shit. my nigga, some cold shit (Soopafly) Cold
rockin', I'm smooth I get a trophy for mostly doin' B-Boy moves Affiliated with a posse let me go down to the list Scotty Dee,Keith Cooley and Cold Crush
My older brother was touched It's a game where you don't play gotta have cane Crack house for my birthday The next day my brother shot in cold blood
Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin' team Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I
, 'cause im a cold rap cat till my very last breathe, yes, I crash cars with the melokie brothers. My horoscope told me there is no other. I rap everyday
little beats See me on rap city B E T spit graffiti Present a full section of flavors that's robust Dilated Peoples my brother we gon' crush Leave up
m gonna rouge my knees And roll my stockings down And all that jazz Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's
not so easy To be the one you could enjoy I cannot rest in peace without you And you could never comprehend My cold and angry isolation I wait for you brother
mic in the other hand Goddamn, I slam, I jam like this Sure nuff, my rap style is Cold Crush And plus, I tears the roof off the mothersucker My brother
Balder His brother She recalled and showed him the path Into the dark Hermod arrived to the palace At the Hel's table among the dead He found his brother
MY HELP? WHO IS THERE TO CALM ME BUT SHE? GOD SHALL BE MY WITNESS THAT I PRAY SHE WILL KNOW NOT ONE MOMENT OF REST, IN THE COLD, COLD GROUND BE WITH
you hear me don't compare me to them other niggas And fuck the heresay Cause I hem a nigga up like motherfucking flare legs And brothers that's trash I crush
