In your cold light I make this gun my lawful wife In your cold light I come alive with a stanley knife In your cold light I can see right through my life
zipcode Tiptoed, before Doc escape row Thirsty, snippin' out a pig nose My Benz too, with wings and 6-0's My flows is North Pole cold My hands got area
zip code Tiptoed, before Doc hit skid row Thirsty, sniffin' out a pig nose My Benz built with wings and 6-0's My flows is North Pole cold My hands
anything I want from the records I've sold Jacuzzi's hot, cristal is so cold Neighbours catch contacts from the blunts that I've rolled A pig in a blanket
lay it for the mix tapes Quick to quake a label-mate The sound came outta rusted crate Surrounded by cobwebs Beat smooth enough to slide through like bobsleds On a cold
And now I know, I better take it slow 'Coz time marches on At nine I used to play me+ A lotta sand light ball I carried the pig skin when it turned
beenie hat on sloppily And promenade out to take up a collection I got game like I read the directions I'm wishing that I had an automobile As I feel the cold
Spider: Aw, I didn't say that . . . John: But the pigs are essentially pigs John: If we could either move the smoke or if we turn the cold light on it
again see the street lights, and that's trife Around my way they shot many teens And them cops better stop, or i'ma stop em, by any means The big l won't hesitate to cold
rhyme Not real life Cruising around town and the bass is up Running big time lights, I don't give a fuck Seen the police, put the peddle to the metal The pig
That nigga pussy doin' pig Latin He can't come to the hood Might kill him off, top up in the Staten Son think he better than niggas I think his rebels
the motherfuckers [Incomprehensible] Caddy like our own A sack of fruit and a bong like my own Some might say, take a chill, D But fuck that shit, there's a pig
road block Dt: we globetrot, we roll pop, running from old cops Mf: the whole shots, cold plots, babylon's gold pot Dt: loan glocks, cold shots, set
code Tiptoed, before Doc hit skid row Thirsty? Sniffin out a pig nose My Benz built with wings and 6-0's My flows is, North Pole cold My hands got areas
same. Pig-me and the whore --------------------------------------------- ``big bottled fraulein, put your weight on me,'' said the Pig-me to the whore
city, actin like bitties, you're pussy so here kitty kitty, come get some milk from my hoe's titties Cross at the green not in between or get hit G Red light, green light
free tell Had the beepe going off like a high school bell *beeper sounds* Looked in the mirror, what did we see Fuckin blue lights, N.O.P.D. Pig searched
My emotions have been stolen Love has left me with this hole Now my heart's a deep dark cavern Emptiness is all I feel I'm the pig she tried to fatten
