Cold - Good lyrics

(feat. Marc Live)

[Kool Keith]

Yes

Aww yeah

Navigation defect

Boost out the maximum motherfuckin power

X-ray log intruder, what's the control?

There's your number, leave the three, general justice

Piss in your tosh system, neon lights shine

Glow in the dark, urination, wet up the computer

Oversearch, cosmic sensational

Watch your bitch squat

Distorters move they thongs off

Who that captain up front? Watch who the kid

Counteract, take a shit in the cockpit

Underarm aroma with the dark pit

Don't let me bounce like

Y'know, catch a clock with

Yeah, people jock shit

My pen control the forces

My stamina burn your sources

[Chorus x2: Marc Live]

Move, get out, run for cover

Break out, call your mother, stop talkin

Don't come in the area, bomb terrible

Lose your mind, count your blessings, this is mental

[Kool Keith]

Yeah, the song repeat, the public complain

Every jam is whack, the piss, comin on the number ten station

The number one nation, shit turds

On B-E-S spins like Casey Kasem

Hand y'all the records

Shove all that bullshit up your asshole

Local bastard with upset stomach who barely fart gold

On new hot nine, old release the SCUD missile

Shittin the toilet tissue, defecation is the issue

My dick rise up, in the condom with elevation

I make money, like you hustle

My way up, ride planes bitch like you you and you

Open your fuckin package, ground delivery

FedEx KFC bucket full of horse shit

The farm send you motherfuckers the turtles

I give you doodoo, kidnap with voodoo

Hold your diarrhea blast, come straight forth

Bitch, cock your ass, chocolate brown

Cover your white poodle, fuck you

Shove the bullshit playlist up your boo boo

Plastic ass nigga, you ain't accurate ass nigga

That clown-ass buildin beside track, he get sidetracked

Lick dick fast nigga cut grease

Twelve inches fucked up, Marc turn that shit off, they suck

Play me, when you get that grey beard

I don't give a fuck

[Chorus: w/ echo]