{"id":141524,"created_at":"2020-05-30 09:13:54","updated_at":"2021-04-21 00:08:00","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2020-05-30 09:13:54","original_id":null,"artist_id":11505,"title":"03. Cold Cold Man","slug":"03-cold-cold-man","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"Verse 1:\r\nGuess I'm a cold cold man, whenever I be dropping bars I make the souls go mad, illiterate I make these other rappers write bad, coz with my brains you'd prolly label me the Einstein of rap, you dig, I swear my raps like a discovery, I'm science you dig, with every 16 I deserve a nobel prize you dig, with every feature I turn bodies to manure you dig, and I'm the illest of my time you dig, a good fella I'm a made man with props u dig, only time I wanna speak is with a glock u dig, only time I'm making money zipping rocks u dig, with my middle finger rising for the cops u dig, I'm still ill no illiterate, I leave a lotta people in suspense when I levitate, got me walking straight on the water of other rappers' flow, coz J. Mac issa god nigga u can't ignore, I bust pipes like pressure nigga I make a hole, I cut necks of snitches coz I don't fuck with moles, but I prefer to be under radar like I'm a mole, get it, if u do not then you should skip the song, I'm the last of a dying breed, I need your help, conservation likely the key, to keep us still alive, but I write rhymes that'll prolly speak even when I'm gone, save me for the next generation nigga, I want it all beast...","download_count":73,"play_count":1,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2021-04-21","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/5ed\/207\/a09\/thumb_424568_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":"published","status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}
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Guess I'm a cold cold man, whenever I be dropping bars I make the souls go mad, illiterate I make these other rappers write bad, coz with my brains you'd prolly label me the Einstein of rap, you dig, I swear my raps like a discovery, I'm science you dig, with every 16 I deserve a nobel prize you dig, with every feature I turn bodies to manure you dig, and I'm the illest of my time you dig, a good fella I'm a made man with props u dig, only time I wanna speak is with a glock u dig, only time I'm making money zipping rocks u dig, with my middle finger rising for the cops u dig, I'm still ill no illiterate, I leave a lotta people in suspense when I levitate, got me walking straight on the water of other rappers' flow, coz J. Mac issa god nigga u can't ignore, I bust pipes like pressure nigga I make a hole, I cut necks of snitches coz I don't fuck with moles, but I prefer to be under radar like I'm a mole, get it, if u do not then you should skip the song, I'm the last of a dying breed, I need your help, conservation likely the key, to keep us still alive, but I write rhymes that'll prolly speak even when I'm gone, save me for the next generation nigga, I want it all beast...
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