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People are dying, trying to get in the mind of these Brooklyn Zu Killas But they don't know, it's a cold, cold, world

[Shorty Shitstain]
Travel through the mind of a killa, most killas Is like known gorillas Dead man can't tattle tell, I'm hungry as hell And the streets ain't feeding me well Killas coming off, all shapes and forms You even got they young ones packing big Guard U Nows And wasting no round, kick, fast'll blow you down They love the sound, you see how that sounds? You got pops outside getting his grind on Got moms in the kitchen, and she cooking with her nine on And they teach the babies to be gangstas Got little young one, just waiting to bank ya Niggas putting poison in drinks So watch what you sip from, cuz it could be your last drink Blame it on insanity What posess a grown ass man to kill his whole family Look at little Bernard Guess He was on his way home, with the chrome I guess it just be all a reaction, the nigga started blasting Leaving fragments, on the third rail I guess he just was going through some things Cuz when the stick-up, he had to let his nine sing

[Chorus 2X: Buddha Monk]
It's a cold world, babe, it's a cold world, babe It's a cold world, babe, oh, it's a cold world, babe