Ice Cold Lyrics
| Song | Ice Cold |
| Artist | Audible Mainframe |
| Album | G.L.O. |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I’m tryin’ to make a dollar outta my two cents | |
| But it’s tough when I gotta pay utilities and rent | |
| I’m looking at a paycheck, all of it is spent | |
| Got me with an empty wallet and a pocket full of lent | |
| Cause shorty can’t eat no bootleg CD’s | |
| And i-tunes downloads aint gon’ feed me | |
| But really | |
| It’s not about me and my hustle | |
| Worldwide everybody locked in the struggle | |
| Even though I might be nice with this jive talk | |
| I’m still broker than a bottle on the sidewalk | |
| Broker than a thespians leg at the performance | |
| Broker than a levy shooting water in New Orleans | |
| I’m too broke to be writing cute rhymes | |
| So if you can relate clap your hands two times | |
| And if you cant relate DO NOT MOVE A MUSCLE | |
| Cuz everyone who clapped is gonna stick you for the bundle | |
| (Hook) | |
| Cause it’s a cold cold world | |
| Run by Drug Dealers and Go-Go Girls | |
| It’s a cold cold planet | |
| If you see what I see I know you understand it | |
| We’re living in a cold cold time | |
| And we’re robbing from each other like it’s oh so fine | |
| This is a cold cold world | |
| So we run to Drug Dealers and Go-Go Girls | |
| The only medicine I have when my mind’s twisted | |
| Is grab the microphone, plug it in, and start to rip it | |
| So how you know I didn’t | |
| Stretch it out like a magician | |
| With my head at the Atlantic | |
| And my feet at the Pacific | |
| I break it down Dewy and his decimal system | |
| Still I bet you don’t listen | |
| To Ex-the-position | |
| That you’re better off digging in a library book | |
| Than going into business with a binary crook | |
| And hi here he looks | |
| With his suit and tie plastic | |
| A confidence man who’s disguised as a Catholic | |
| His arms stretched out—his palms to the sky | |
| Begging for a piece of the American Pie | |
| The same man who nearly bled America dry | |
| Expects me to give some sort of fuck if he dies | |
| I | |
| Smell the scent of a rat with it’s tail outrunning for the hill and the capital Bailout | |
| (Hook) | |
| Cause it’s a cold cold world | |
| Run by Drug Dealers and Go-Go Girls | |
| It’s a cold cold planet | |
| If you see what I see I know you understand it | |
| We’re living in a cold cold time | |
| And we’re robbing from each other like it’s oh so fine | |
| This is a cold cold world | |
| So we run to Drug Dealers and Go-Go Girls |
| I' m tryin' to make a dollar outta my two cents | |
| But it' s tough when I gotta pay utilities and rent | |
| I' m looking at a paycheck, all of it is spent | |
| Got me with an empty wallet and a pocket full of lent | |
| Cause shorty can' t eat no bootleg CD' s | |
| And itunes downloads aint gon' feed me | |
| But really | |
| It' s not about me and my hustle | |
| Worldwide everybody locked in the struggle | |
| Even though I might be nice with this jive talk | |
| I' m still broker than a bottle on the sidewalk | |
| Broker than a thespians leg at the performance | |
| Broker than a levy shooting water in New Orleans | |
| I' m too broke to be writing cute rhymes | |
| So if you can relate clap your hands two times | |
| And if you cant relate DO NOT MOVE A MUSCLE | |
| Cuz everyone who clapped is gonna stick you for the bundle | |
| Hook | |
| Cause it' s a cold cold world | |
| Run by Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls | |
| It' s a cold cold planet | |
| If you see what I see I know you understand it | |
| We' re living in a cold cold time | |
| And we' re robbing from each other like it' s oh so fine | |
| This is a cold cold world | |
| So we run to Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls | |
| The only medicine I have when my mind' s twisted | |
| Is grab the microphone, plug it in, and start to rip it | |
| So how you know I didn' t | |
| Stretch it out like a magician | |
| With my head at the Atlantic | |
| And my feet at the Pacific | |
| I break it down Dewy and his decimal system | |
| Still I bet you don' t listen | |
| To Extheposition | |
| That you' re better off digging in a library book | |
| Than going into business with a binary crook | |
| And hi here he looks | |
| With his suit and tie plastic | |
| A confidence man who' s disguised as a Catholic | |
| His arms stretched out his palms to the sky | |
| Begging for a piece of the American Pie | |
| The same man who nearly bled America dry | |
| Expects me to give some sort of fuck if he dies | |
| I | |
| Smell the scent of a rat with it' s tail outrunning for the hill and the capital Bailout | |
| Hook | |
| Cause it' s a cold cold world | |
| Run by Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls | |
| It' s a cold cold planet | |
| If you see what I see I know you understand it | |
| We' re living in a cold cold time | |
| And we' re robbing from each other like it' s oh so fine | |
| This is a cold cold world | |
| So we run to Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls |
| I' m tryin' to make a dollar outta my two cents | |
| But it' s tough when I gotta pay utilities and rent | |
| I' m looking at a paycheck, all of it is spent | |
| Got me with an empty wallet and a pocket full of lent | |
| Cause shorty can' t eat no bootleg CD' s | |
| And itunes downloads aint gon' feed me | |
| But really | |
| It' s not about me and my hustle | |
| Worldwide everybody locked in the struggle | |
| Even though I might be nice with this jive talk | |
| I' m still broker than a bottle on the sidewalk | |
| Broker than a thespians leg at the performance | |
| Broker than a levy shooting water in New Orleans | |
| I' m too broke to be writing cute rhymes | |
| So if you can relate clap your hands two times | |
| And if you cant relate DO NOT MOVE A MUSCLE | |
| Cuz everyone who clapped is gonna stick you for the bundle | |
| Hook | |
| Cause it' s a cold cold world | |
| Run by Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls | |
| It' s a cold cold planet | |
| If you see what I see I know you understand it | |
| We' re living in a cold cold time | |
| And we' re robbing from each other like it' s oh so fine | |
| This is a cold cold world | |
| So we run to Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls | |
| The only medicine I have when my mind' s twisted | |
| Is grab the microphone, plug it in, and start to rip it | |
| So how you know I didn' t | |
| Stretch it out like a magician | |
| With my head at the Atlantic | |
| And my feet at the Pacific | |
| I break it down Dewy and his decimal system | |
| Still I bet you don' t listen | |
| To Extheposition | |
| That you' re better off digging in a library book | |
| Than going into business with a binary crook | |
| And hi here he looks | |
| With his suit and tie plastic | |
| A confidence man who' s disguised as a Catholic | |
| His arms stretched out his palms to the sky | |
| Begging for a piece of the American Pie | |
| The same man who nearly bled America dry | |
| Expects me to give some sort of fuck if he dies | |
| I | |
| Smell the scent of a rat with it' s tail outrunning for the hill and the capital Bailout | |
| Hook | |
| Cause it' s a cold cold world | |
| Run by Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls | |
| It' s a cold cold planet | |
| If you see what I see I know you understand it | |
| We' re living in a cold cold time | |
| And we' re robbing from each other like it' s oh so fine | |
| This is a cold cold world | |
| So we run to Drug Dealers and GoGo Girls |
YouTube Results (More on YouTube)