Roots Manuva
Too Cold
(Intro) T, Too Cold, T, T, T, Too Cold.(Chorus)I'm too cold, I'm too cold, I'm too coldI'm too old, I'm too old, I'm too oldAnd it shows, and it shows, and it showsAnd you know, and you know, and you knowSometimes I hate myself, sometimes I love myselfSometimes I hate myself, sometimes I love myselfAh where the fuck man?We can't stay brup manWe never stuck manWe on the up manI do my nut manPuke up my gut manI'm a such and such manI don't know much manI pay my dues manNow I'm confused manScabby vampires wanna run, come along come use manThe same old news manWe bring the blues manMy baby left me beacause I wouldn't buy new shoes manWe win or lose manLetras de cancionesDon't ask me for a twos manBuy your own fags manMind you get stabbed manDon't you see that we some big broad bad manBorn and bred in this big bored bad landKnown all over the world as a mad manLife is hard but it's just too bad man(Chorus)I spoke with my moneyThis ain't a joke moneyBanana boat moneyBanana vote moneyFood on a plate moneyReal or fake moneyLose or take moneyAt times I hate moneyIt's money that makes money makes people act funnyCivilized men start to act gunny gunnyTake your life in a second with the right kind of moneyLife in the west we obsessed by moneyMind how you worship, you can't be blessed by moneyI do the best with all my moneyProgress with my moneyInvest with my moneyTouch breasts with my moneyGet sex with my moneyGet vexxed with my moneyRespect for my money means I feed my tummyBlessed be my pound, get my food down dummy(Chorus)Rhyme scholar from the school of the hooliganBacking out the tool once you get too hecticSmacking up the bwan turn the bwan is epilecticI'm on some next shitDudes respect itI'm the eclecticKnown for my eccentricYou can't prevent this I'm the God blessed God sent thisUk rhyme saviour, no never quiteThat was just some media totallaty hypeI ain't the best MC, or the worst MCBut I got certification I'm the first MCI flip the flip, the new flip, the old flipI zip my lip but I still zip my...Get drunk quickDon't done this shitThat's the bwan SmithNothing to proveMad at the moonNow they too long to tuneLoving these boobs (?)Seen too many crews with all of my viewsRoots Manuva who the hell is it, MC, MCAnd furthermore that's the only MCThe only MC(Chorus)(Outro)
From Letras Mania