Cold Blooded - Swizz Beatz, Pusha T

They say they’re cold-blooded

Yeah, he cold-blooded

Your neck too soft, put a knife to it

Funeral room zone, get your wife to it (Woo)

They say he cold-blooded

Upperhand, who want it?

Huh?

Yeah, he cold-blooded

Hit everythin in the daylight, huh?

Police ain’t comin' for some hours

Niggas ain’t really talkin' for some hours

You gon' die if you try to take ours

Boy, we cold-blooded, ha

Black child born in the storm

They had to bundle up to stay warm

Bodega babies

Strollers in the snow to the candy lady

That sugar make the monsters of the '90s crazy

Child rebel soldiers of the inner city

The hate me now, tigers next to Nas and Diddy

His mama fell in love with drug dealin' Diddy

The only star left that was next to Biggie

Little did she know, she was one of four

And little did he know, he was one of eight

Unknown siblings all through middle school

With the same mean mug that was born from hate

Yeah, bodega babies

You wonder why these kids of the '90s crazy?

Hide and go seek when the father’s lazy

And their mamas only want the early '90s Jay-Zs

They say they’re cold-blooded

Yeah, he cold-blooded

Your neck too soft, put a knife to it

Funeral room zone, get your wife to it (Woo)

They say he cold-blooded

Upperhand, who want it?

Huh?

Yeah, he cold-blooded

Hit everythin in the daylight, huh?

Police ain’t comin' for some hours

Niggas ain’t really talkin' for some hours

You gon' die if you try to take ours

Boy, we cold-blooded, ha

They said his skin wasn’t light enough

And his future wasn’t bright enough

Little sister don’t talk much

'Cause their uncle had the Midas touch

Evil is as evil doez

Mama looked away, blamed it on his needle buzz

Sold the food out the freezer when he needed drugs

Beggin' like he Cool J when he needed love

Yeah, bodega babies

You wonder why these kids of the '90s crazy?

Broken Black homes is the modern slavery

You can’t raise a savage and deny the rabies

Woo, bodega babies

Yeah, bodega babies

How loud I got to scream for someone to save me?

And now I’m in the cell from everything you made me

They say they’re cold-blooded

Yeah, he cold-blooded

Your neck too soft, put a knife to it

Funeral room zone, get your wife to it (Woo)

They say he cold-blooded

Upperhand, who want it?

Huh?

Yeah, he cold-blooded

Hit everythin in the daylight, huh?

Police ain’t comin' for some hours

Niggas ain’t really talkin' for some hours

You gon' die if you try to take ours

Boy, we cold-blooded, ha