[Scratches] "No static, got an automatic" [Scales] Too much of anything makes you an addict Take a nigga back down Tobacco Road I give my old soul what
song for a girl Who could not, but just imagine About something he read once About static and distance Somehow he simply could not Without feeling terribly static
cause I'm the God building hard never barred Bringin crazy static to your attic Now I'm known to flip a show Now who's your rhyming hero (4x) You have
thuggin, hoes be buggin when they see us pull this strap Blood is leakin, what you thinkin there's no other way around it Searchin for some static, it
you Hanging from a telephone pole's how they found you Psychopathic, automatic Weapons get drawn if you got some static 'cause This is how the story goes People these days are really out cold [x
to pass in his bed This spectacle of values results in her son crying I'll open this bottle of wine [x4] I'll open this bottle of wine [x4]
like a blunt I'm genuine like gucci, raw like sushi To stage a rage is what rap did to me To make me want to create, chaos and mayhem Cold rock a party
quot; [big daddy kane] A native new yorker on the streets Known for rockin rhymes to real rough beats That I found in the attic, noisy with static A
out of the back end Dead at you, he throwin' the hot lead at you Swang affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter With the rest to gather, my cold killer
or medicine The cold damp air The glass in your hair The Smell of perfume mixed with gasoline I think I might be sick As the radio Plays a song we know Through a static
with a kiss apocalypse in stereo summer's almost over, we'll be going back to school don't leave me on my own summer's never been so cold so, i'm yours
[erick sermon] Oh.. yeahhuhh! Def squad Chorus: erick sermon It's all in the mind.. (pump pump, lickin shots!) *7x* (pump pump, lickin shots) [erick
more shine than the big dipper Spit dinero game, fuck the hero fame Went from wild to tame, just for change Still a lustful brain for thangs like cold
cause I'm the God building hard never barred Bringin crazy static to your attic Now I'm known to flip a show Now who's your rhyming hero (4X) You have
Chorus] Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone Let me get ya twizted man Let me get ya twizted man Let me get ya twizted man Let me get ya twizted man 2x
I'm a smuggler Some say I never heard of ya, a rap burglar, false media We don't need it do we? It's fake that's what it be to ya, dig me? Yo, Terminator X
parking lot I'm overdosing in a Amsterdam coffee shop And when you lust for hardcore music to bust Trust that nigga who bubble more than Alka-Seltzer Cold Plus Static