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Cold Wind Blows
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eminem
Eminem
Vocals
N Grier
N Grier
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marshall Mathers
Marshall Mathers
Songwriter
Simon Byrne
Simon Byrne
Songwriter
Annette Casey
Annette Casey
Songwriter
Annette Monica Synge
Annette Monica Synge
Songwriter
Henry Marsh
Henry Marsh
Songwriter
John G. Perry
John G. Perry
Songwriter
Justin Smith
Justin Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eminem
Eminem
Mixing Engineer
Just Blaze
Just Blaze
Producer
Joe Strange
Joe Strange
Assistant Engineer
Mike Strange
Mike Strange
Recording Engineer
Ryan West
Ryan West
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

'Cause some things just don't change It's better when they stay the same Although the whole world knows your name, so on the biggest stage Came to see you spit your game, oh oooh But it shouldn't be difficult to explain Just why you came back again You hate the fame, love the game Cold as ice, you remain, fuck 'em all Tell 'em all eat shit Here we go again Oh, God Damn Is it that time again already? Ok Ya'll don't look too happy to see me Fuck man Don't everybody welcome me back at once Aight, then fuck it already You can get the dick Just call me the ball sack, I'm nuts Michael Vick in this bitch dawg Fall back, ya mutts Fuck your worms You never seen such a sick puppy Fuck it a sick duck I want my duck sicked mummy And my nuts licked Gobble em up trick yummy Bitch, you don't fucking think That I know that you suck dick dummy You get your butt kicked Fuck all that love sick honey Yeah, I laugh when I call you a slut, it's funny Shortly dance while I dis you to the beat Fuck the words, you don't listen to 'em anyway Yeah, struck a nerve sucker Motherfucker might as well let My lips pucker, like Elton John 'Cause I'm just a mean cock sucker This shit is on Cuz you went and pissed me off Now I'm sitting and pissing on everybody Give a fuck if it's right or wrong So buck the Buddha, light a bong But take a look at Mariah the next time I inspire you to write a song, c'mon Oh oh oh oh oh oh I'm as cold as the cold wind blows When it snows and it's twenty below Ask me why, man I just don't know no no no no no no I'm as cold as the cold wind blows Bl- bl- blows, Bl- blow blows oh oh Fuck it, I'm a loose cannon Bruce Banners back in the booth Ya'll are sitting ducks I'm the only goose standing I'll set the world on fire Piss on it, put it out Stick my dick in a circle But I'm not fucking around Motherfucker I saw you pussy footin' I'll kick a bitch in the cunt Till it makes her queef And sounds like a fucking Whoopie cushion Who the fuck is you pushin'? You must have mistook me for Some sissy soft punk Looking for some nookie or bosom Go ahead, fucking hater, push me I told you ain't no fucking way to shush me Call me a faggot Cuz I hate a pussy Man the fuck up, sissy G's up All you gardeners freeze up Put your hoes down Shady ease up, Man chill Nah, I can't god damnit Rap is a land fill, drop the anvil These are shoes that you can't fill Shit, the day that happens the world will stop spinning And Michael J Fox'll come to a stand still During a earthquake, urine in your face, cuz your fake Aahh, what the fuck, that hurt wait Aahh, what the fuck, I just got struck by lightning I write, then I quit, God, I give up Call it evil that men do Lord forgive me for what my pen do "This is for your sins, I cleanse you And you can repent but I warn you If you continue, to hell I send you" And just then the wind blew And I said Oh oh oh oh oh oh I'm as cold as the cold wind blows When it snows and it's twenty below Ask me why, man I just don't know no no no no no no I'm as cold as the cold wind blows Bl- bl- blows, Bl- blow blows oh oh o- How long will I be this way? Shady, until my dyin' day 'Til I hang up the mic and it's time for me to say So long 'till then I drop the fucking bombs Like I missed the pass when I went long If you don't like it you can kiss my ass in a lint thong Now sing along, slut this, slut that, learn the words to the song "Oh, bitches don't like that", homie, I'll be nicer to women When Aquaman drowns and the Human Torch starts swimmin' Man I'm a cold soul, I roll solo, so don't compare Me to them other bums over there It's like apples to oranges, peaches to plums Yeah, I'm bananas, pussy, cut off the grapes, and grow a pair But I swear, you try to dis me, I'll slaughter you I put that on everything, like everyone does with Auto-Tune The last thing you want to do Is have me spit out a rhyme and say "I was writing this and I thought of you" So Oh oh oh oh oh oh I'm as cold as the cold wind blows When it snows and it's twenty below Ask me why, man I just don't know no no no no no no I'm as cold as the cold wind blows Bl- bl- blows, Bl- blow blows oh oh o- I don't know I don't know what caused I don't know What caused me to be this way I don't know, I don't know But I'll probably Be this way until my dying day I don't know why I'm so I'm so cold Mean things I don't mean to say I guess this is how you made me
Writer(s): Marshall Mathers, Ian Henry Murray Marsh, Justin Gregory Smith, John Gerald Perry, Casey Synge, Simon Richard Byrne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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