ICE CUBE

ICE CUBE - Cold Places lyrics

rate me

To all my people goin through it on a daily basis

And it seem like the world is full of cold places

Keep yo' head up, fuck what they said cause

you can do it and the man will get you through it

I believe that, homey I believe that

If I can picture that, I'll bring a picture back

They say "Gangster, gangster! Tell me how you do it

How you get through it and them other niggaz blew it"

I keep my eye on the prize then pursue it

Chase it like a cheetah chuck it out and subdue it

So self-educate, nigga don't hate

Cause the game I got, is Madden oh-eight

Fuck with Cube, I'm better than YouTube

Fuck with them dudes them niggaz is new school

The game don't change just the players

The rhymes don't change just the fuckin rhymesayers

(Hahahaha!) They make it up as they go along

But I'm goin on 25 years strong

The shit I say might get you through the day

Or change your whole life, in a major way

The shit they say, might catch you a case

The shit I say, feel like your birthday

You know what? Momma said it'd be days like this

Straight hell on earth, but come up out the abyss

She said "Don't let 'em see you crawl, don't let 'em see you fall

All they wanna do is laugh when you tear your drawers"

It's a cold world nigga bring a bomber jacket

If it's another hustle out there I'ma crack it

Fuck the new dance I'ma learn how to eat

Get my mind right, stay up out these fuckin streets

They keep callin me

They keep callin, all the lil' homies keep fallin

In them same traps niggaz cain't figure out

In the fast lane boy but the bridge is out

Make my blood boil, get yo' life spoiled

Get you in the system, get you in the soil

And your funeral was sponsored by Unocal

Saw you UVN, nigga digital

I know, it's fucked up how they do us

Pretend they really care, but then they Jerry Lewis

Take that money that was allocated to us

Put us in some fucked up trailers then sue us

Watchin Katrina, is worser than Ike & Tina

See New Orleans get bitchslapped by FEMA

Louisiana got racist-ass politics

Free the Jena Six (NIGGA FREE THE JENA SIX~!)

Your honor, Osama, Obama

Even, yo' momma, ain't fuckin with my comments

They want us to quit, forget

And not give a shit about these sick-ass politics

A lunatic is in the White House

Make me wanna go do a lick right now

But they'll make a nigga bow down

in the penitentiary, a billion dollar industry

I believe that, homey I believe that

If I can picture that, I'll bring a picture back

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