| Song | Freezin in the Cold |
| Artist | Classified |
| Album | Hitch Hikin' Music |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Boyd | |
| Now ever since I took my wife's hand for my life span | |
| I feel like I've been spendin more time with my mic stand and my pipe man | |
| Things are getting heated, almost got a nice tan | |
| Head up in the clouds, I get too high, I got no flight plan | |
| So what's next? Should I keep speakin my mind | |
| Keep on, readin the signs, tryin to keep wit the times | |
| They say freedom is blind, and I can't see the future | |
| So I got to make it work, there ain't no plan B for Luke here | |
| I drop beats and spit bars and try to get established man | |
| But I keep gettin barred from every bar establishment | |
| I need to keep it focused like a camera lens | |
| But I handle everything from music to the management | |
| And I must be heaven sent, but I'm sittin at the bottom | |
| I should be at a level 10, so where's my medals man | |
| They said music will influence the people who listen to it | |
| So I'm tryin to contribute wit what I do, so get into it | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| Now I don't know where I should go | |
| See the same things happen, everything is on hold | |
| So, I need to grow, or take control | |
| I gotta make a move now or I'm freezin in the cold | |
| So now what should I do? I don't know | |
| Write another verse? I don't know | |
| Make another album? I don't know | |
| [Verse 2:] | |
| I know a couple emcees who think they better than me | |
| Well if you can't beat them, sign them and put HalfLife behind them | |
| I played the role of coach, plus the ref and the linesman | |
| Show you what not to do, so you can put your time in | |
| Self made man, noone helped or gave a hand (nope) | |
| Livin month to month, I worked for months to pay the rent | |
| So now I take the reigns, I major, I major made | |
| Ya I talk a lot of ***********t, a lot of things stay the same | |
| I still break the chains, kids stay in your lane | |
| Learn to listen, stop dissin, burnin bridges, nothin changed | |
| The same motha **********as who got beef with me | |
| Are the same motha **********as wanting beats from me | |
| You want ? after, from producer to weak rapper | |
| I speed past ya, and turn pages on each chapter | |
| You beat jacker, give it up and walk away | |
| You make it hard for a kid to love a culture these days | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| Now I don't know where I should go | |
| See the same things happen, everything is on hold | |
| So, I need to grow, or take control | |
| I gotta make a move now or I'm freezin in the cold | |
| So now what should I do? I don't know | |
| Should I make another beat? I don't know | |
| Should I quit smokin **********? I don't know | |
| You think they're ready for it? No | |
| I ain't ready for it. No | |
| [Verse 3:] | |
| A lot of rappers run they mouth, but they run when ***********t starts | |
| Immitators wit no substance, like armpit farts | |
| And most rappers now a days claim that pimpin's easy | |
| But they girlfriends' look cheaper than Canadian tv | |
| I'm a main character, of course I'll be winning kid | |
| I never had to sell my soul like Bart Simpson did | |
| I go no tour, I'm drinkin liquor til it's tasteless | |
| Half in the bag, like potato sack races | |
| Is that supposed to be the way, make a livin, get paid | |
| Smoke **********, drink liquor everyday, I can't complain | |
| But ***********t will take it's toll, I know I'll feel it when I'm old | |
| I got direction in my life, but I don't know where to go | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| Now I don't know where I should go | |
| See the same things happen, everything is on hold | |
| So, I need to grow, or take control | |
| I gotta make a move now or I'm freezin in the cold | |
| So now what should I do? I don't know | |
| Get a real job? I don't know | |
| Or maybe go commercial.. I don't know | |
| You think they're ready for it? No | |
| Cause I ain't ready for it. No |
| zuo qu : Boyd | |
| Now ever since I took my wife' s hand for my life span | |
| I feel like I' ve been spendin more time with my mic stand and my pipe man | |
| Things are getting heated, almost got a nice tan | |
| Head up in the clouds, I get too high, I got no flight plan | |
| So what' s next? Should I keep speakin my mind | |
| Keep on, readin the signs, tryin to keep wit the times | |
| They say freedom is blind, and I can' t see the future | |
| So I got to make it work, there ain' t no plan B for Luke here | |
| I drop beats and spit bars and try to get established man | |
| But I keep gettin barred from every bar establishment | |
| I need to keep it focused like a camera lens | |
| But I handle everything from music to the management | |
| And I must be heaven sent, but I' m sittin at the bottom | |
| I should be at a level 10, so where' s my medals man | |
| They said music will influence the people who listen to it | |
| So I' m tryin to contribute wit what I do, so get into it | |
| Chorus: | |
| Now I don' t know where I should go | |
| See the same things happen, everything is on hold | |
| So, I need to grow, or take control | |
| I gotta make a move now or I' m freezin in the cold | |
| So now what should I do? I don' t know | |
| Write another verse? I don' t know | |
| Make another album? I don' t know | |
| Verse 2: | |
| I know a couple emcees who think they better than me | |
| Well if you can' t beat them, sign them and put HalfLife behind them | |
| I played the role of coach, plus the ref and the linesman | |
| Show you what not to do, so you can put your time in | |
| Self made man, noone helped or gave a hand nope | |
| Livin month to month, I worked for months to pay the rent | |
| So now I take the reigns, I major, I major made | |
| Ya I talk a lot of t, a lot of things stay the same | |
| I still break the chains, kids stay in your lane | |
| Learn to listen, stop dissin, burnin bridges, nothin changed | |
| The same motha as who got beef with me | |
| Are the same motha as wanting beats from me | |
| You want nbsp? after, from producer to weak rapper | |
| I speed past ya, and turn pages on each chapter | |
| You beat jacker, give it up and walk away | |
| You make it hard for a kid to love a culture these days | |
| Chorus: | |
| Now I don' t know where I should go | |
| See the same things happen, everything is on hold | |
| So, I need to grow, or take control | |
| I gotta make a move now or I' m freezin in the cold | |
| So now what should I do? I don' t know | |
| Should I make another beat? I don' t know | |
| Should I quit smokin ? I don' t know | |
| You think they' re ready for it? No | |
| I ain' t ready for it. No | |
| Verse 3: | |
| A lot of rappers run they mouth, but they run when t starts | |
| Immitators wit no substance, like armpit farts | |
| And most rappers now a days claim that pimpin' s easy | |
| But they girlfriends' look cheaper than Canadian tv | |
| I' m a main character, of course I' ll be winning kid | |
| I never had to sell my soul like Bart Simpson did | |
| I go no tour, I' m drinkin liquor til it' s tasteless | |
| Half in the bag, like potato sack races | |
| Is that supposed to be the way, make a livin, get paid | |
| Smoke , drink liquor everyday, I can' t complain | |
| But t will take it' s toll, I know I' ll feel it when I' m old | |
| I got direction in my life, but I don' t know where to go | |
| Chorus: | |
| Now I don' t know where I should go | |
| See the same things happen, everything is on hold | |
| So, I need to grow, or take control | |
| I gotta make a move now or I' m freezin in the cold | |
| So now what should I do? I don' t know | |
| Get a real job? I don' t know | |
| Or maybe go commercial.. I don' t know | |
| You think they' re ready for it? No | |
| Cause I ain' t ready for it. No |
| zuò qǔ : Boyd | |
| Now ever since I took my wife' s hand for my life span | |
| I feel like I' ve been spendin more time with my mic stand and my pipe man | |
| Things are getting heated, almost got a nice tan | |
| Head up in the clouds, I get too high, I got no flight plan | |
| So what' s next? Should I keep speakin my mind | |
| Keep on, readin the signs, tryin to keep wit the times | |
| They say freedom is blind, and I can' t see the future | |
| So I got to make it work, there ain' t no plan B for Luke here | |
| I drop beats and spit bars and try to get established man | |
| But I keep gettin barred from every bar establishment | |
| I need to keep it focused like a camera lens | |
| But I handle everything from music to the management | |
| And I must be heaven sent, but I' m sittin at the bottom | |
| I should be at a level 10, so where' s my medals man | |
| They said music will influence the people who listen to it | |
| So I' m tryin to contribute wit what I do, so get into it | |
| Chorus: | |
| Now I don' t know where I should go | |
| See the same things happen, everything is on hold | |
| So, I need to grow, or take control | |
| I gotta make a move now or I' m freezin in the cold | |
| So now what should I do? I don' t know | |
| Write another verse? I don' t know | |
| Make another album? I don' t know | |
| Verse 2: | |
| I know a couple emcees who think they better than me | |
| Well if you can' t beat them, sign them and put HalfLife behind them | |
| I played the role of coach, plus the ref and the linesman | |
| Show you what not to do, so you can put your time in | |
| Self made man, noone helped or gave a hand nope | |
| Livin month to month, I worked for months to pay the rent | |
| So now I take the reigns, I major, I major made | |
| Ya I talk a lot of t, a lot of things stay the same | |
| I still break the chains, kids stay in your lane | |
| Learn to listen, stop dissin, burnin bridges, nothin changed | |
| The same motha as who got beef with me | |
| Are the same motha as wanting beats from me | |
| You want nbsp? after, from producer to weak rapper | |
| I speed past ya, and turn pages on each chapter | |
| You beat jacker, give it up and walk away | |
| You make it hard for a kid to love a culture these days | |
| Chorus: | |
| Now I don' t know where I should go | |
| See the same things happen, everything is on hold | |
| So, I need to grow, or take control | |
| I gotta make a move now or I' m freezin in the cold | |
| So now what should I do? I don' t know | |
| Should I make another beat? I don' t know | |
| Should I quit smokin ? I don' t know | |
| You think they' re ready for it? No | |
| I ain' t ready for it. No | |
| Verse 3: | |
| A lot of rappers run they mouth, but they run when t starts | |
| Immitators wit no substance, like armpit farts | |
| And most rappers now a days claim that pimpin' s easy | |
| But they girlfriends' look cheaper than Canadian tv | |
| I' m a main character, of course I' ll be winning kid | |
| I never had to sell my soul like Bart Simpson did | |
| I go no tour, I' m drinkin liquor til it' s tasteless | |
| Half in the bag, like potato sack races | |
| Is that supposed to be the way, make a livin, get paid | |
| Smoke , drink liquor everyday, I can' t complain | |
| But t will take it' s toll, I know I' ll feel it when I' m old | |
| I got direction in my life, but I don' t know where to go | |
| Chorus: | |
| Now I don' t know where I should go | |
| See the same things happen, everything is on hold | |
| So, I need to grow, or take control | |
| I gotta make a move now or I' m freezin in the cold | |
| So now what should I do? I don' t know | |
| Get a real job? I don' t know | |
| Or maybe go commercial.. I don' t know | |
| You think they' re ready for it? No | |
| Cause I ain' t ready for it. No |