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Cold Creek

Gunshot] [Chorus/Outro:] Dear cold cruel world why am I here? Flames risin', flames risin' Dear please just wipe away the tears Flames risin', flames risin' Dear cold

want the right to walk Where I wanna yell and I'm gonna Tell and rebel every time I'm on a Microphone on the stage, cold illing The knowledge I drop

Charles Louisiana Little Bessie, girl that I once knew She told me just to come on by If there's anything that she could do Up on Cripple Creek, she

can run with them, defently its coine its a phase you cant run from, listen to the wise you might make it past stage one, ignoriate, dont ever step out in the cold (cold

chair In amongst the flames Alone I clear my throat to speak But I cant say a word Not one This girl knew my name On a wooden bridge It's cold Woke

the first place We came to monopolise the game Illuminati is here, yeah, human oddities at odds with us, just what its gotta be Cause we started out cold

his young hoe was doing work for a bet (chorus) niggas in general sprung off the mineral I rather trip off a homie than a hoe and to my niggas in the creek

I let the hammer fly **** you could duck, run for cover or **** Your choice, you choose, I ****, you move, evacuate shot You been ****, ****, your blood on the street You rough **** creek

at the stomp with the barbed wire in it Where the old church used to be Then a mile mad curve on the gravel Gonna throw you right off the road into Choctaw Creek