[Chorus: Jay Reaper & Michelle N'Toumba]

It's a cold world that we live in it

(Yeah)

And no matter where I go, I ain't fearin' it

(No, no, no, no, no)

I turn my back, and people talkin' shit again

(Talkin' shit again)

But I ain't even listen it

(I ain't even listen it, no, no)

It's a cold world that we live in it

(It's a cold world that we line in it)

And no matter where I go, I ain't [?]

(No)

I turn my back, and people talkin' shit again

(People talkin' shit again)

But I ain't even listen it

(I ain't even listen it, no, no,)

I ain't even listen it

(No, no, no, no, no)

I ain't even listen it

(I ain't even listen it)

[VERSE 1: Jay Reaper]

No, I don't even listen when I singing the song

Defintive destruction, when I bring along

Cause everybody got a penny, one

But I don't give a fuck when I'm dropping bombs

No, never, cause I'm livin' forever

And my niggas want it certified

Burned minds, cause a niggas never heard my rhymes

I learn three times, [?] purple skies

I close my eyes, to some rest for a minute

Cause y'all obssesed with the gimmicks

I take a right left, nigga, blessed with them lyrics

Yes, yes, I'mma give it to you

I'm gettin' rid of the stres, [?]

In my chest, I'mma give it to you

To say what you wanna say, I'mma float away

Gettin' paid, gettin' laid, [?] on the Milky Way

Yes, is Dope D.O.D, nigga

Tell me who you belivin'

[Chorus: Jay Reaper &Michelle N'Toumba]

It's a cold world that we live in it

(Yeah)

And no matter where I go, I ain't [?]

(No, no, no, no, no)

I turn my back, and people talkin' shit again

(Talkin' shit again)

But I ain't even listen it

(I ain't even listen it, no, no)

It's a cold world that we live in it

[BRIDGE: Skits Vicious, Jay Reaper & Michelle N'Toumba]

Whatever floats your boat,  

You gotta hold the ropes

'Cause is a perfect storm

We need to stay afloat

Never give up hope

I know it sound so cold

But I will let it in my [?]

And pray when we all grow old

[VERSE 2: Skits Vicious]

In the battle for the gold medal

We all racin' to the finish line, pedal to the metal

I pour another shot, then that thing settle

Humble with the shotgun, need a burning barrel

A lonely travel, it's the doom that's set

It's funny how it seems, they don't really know me yet

Now they ask me what happened, why do I act funny

I'm blew up in a week, and now I'm gettin rap money

Yeah, I got my own cap, plus I got a rap monkey

Sure, a whole bunch of girls that wanna' flirt

But before I need my make-up, I wanna' see the paper

Before you need a favor, I guess I see you later

 

[Chorus: Jay Reaper & Michelle N'Toumba]

It's a cold world that we live in it

(Yeah)

And no matter where I go, I ain't [?]

(No, no, no, no, no)

I turn my back, and people talkin' shit again

(Talkin' shit again)

But I ain't even listen it

(I ain't even listen it, no, no)

[OUTRO: Skits Vicious & Michelle N'Toumba]

Whatever floats your boat

You gotta hold the ropes

[(And no matter where I go, I ain't [?]

(No, no, no, no, no)]

'Cause is a perfect storm

We need to stay afloat

[I turn my back, and people talkin' shit again

(Talkin' shit again).]

Whatever floats your boat

You gotta hold the ropes

[(And no matter where I go, I ain't [?]

(No, no, no, no, no)]

'Cause is a perfect storm

We need to stay afloat

[I turn my back, and people talkin' shit again

(Talkin' shit again).]

I ain't even listen it

(I ain't even listen it, no, no)