Heart Cold

Showin' love to my peeps and my love don't change
His heart is cold
Hey
Hey
Showin' love to my peeps and my love don't change

(Hey!) it's the original seminal MC criminal
Literal lyrical, pinnacle of women who rap
The inhospitable unfuck-with-able villain
Sent here to finish you no subliminal, I'm just givin' you facts
I hit the track, the reaction is chemical
Spittin' new lines of invisible force
I toss ten of you back
Empty MCs nobody's feelin' you, now I'm fillin' you up with premium
Leavin' 'em curious killin' these cats, I
Step in the rage without ya weapon and gauge
It's like catching a fate with Kimbo
I slice up anyone of these bimbos
And all the kinfolks, and never scuff up my Timbos
(His heart is cold) and mine been froze, I
I toss that ass out a limo window and into limbo
Now go switch up the tempo and murder the stage
See, she's aight but she's not Rage shit
Neither is he though, I'm ill and I need chemo
I'm live it's no TiVo
Rewind my whole steelo
Maleficent flow evil, magnificent no equal
And in the spur of the moment
I'm like the Spurs in that moment and it hurt, don't it?
When I stick my spears in my opponent, geah

G-g-g-g-g-geah
Showin' love to my peeps and my love don't change (g-g-g-g-g-geah)
I-I-I-I still got love for the neighborhood
G-g-g-g-g-geah
Showin' love to my peeps and my love don't change (criminal-minded on you muthafuckas)
I-I-I still got love

It's the original criminal, y'all subliminal
Loc, I break it down to the last of minerals
That's any individual, killin' you'd be the pinnacle
For you to beat me it's gonna take a miracle
And I'm so sick, the heartbeat that hate made
Down by law, the ill streets and dues payed
Whack hoes and niggas is so flossy
Eiht remain true, my home girl is bossy
Grab the pad and pen tell tale's a struggle
The hood took me under, so niggas is in trouble
Necessary the roughness, so rough fits
And rough and tough is only how this roughneck spits, geah
You see all-stars and clouds of endo
By any means a couple shooters right out your window
Now is it cold, Loc, the heart is rock stone
Niggas come with that whack shit socked and cocked on, geah

G-g-g-g-g-geah
Showin' love to my peeps and my love don't change (g-g-g-g-g-geah)
I-I-I-I still got love for the neighborhood
Blue Stamp
Year Round (showin' love to my peeps and my love don't change)
I still got love for the neighborhood