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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jadakiss
Jadakiss
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Phillips
Jason Phillips
Songwriter
Quaadir Atkinson
Quaadir Atkinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Neo.Com
Neo.Com
Producer
Dragan "Chach" Cacinovic
Dragan "Chach" Cacinovic
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Top of the food chain Its just the way that i do things The dungeree seats in the blue range I'm workin' with new change A gemni nigger wit mood swings Had the fiends lookin' for new veins I stopped playin with verbs And started playin' with words The money wasn't right, so i had to stay on the curb An' i'll be a playa later But for now call me pudae Kiss If not that, montaga Jada I kick hard bars and blow hard weed And be everywhere cause' i ove at gods speed An' my aim is to make yall bleed Yall got embarassed in the class when the teacher used to make yall read Uh-huh, mid over matter An' thats all good but fuck that My new shit is spine over bladder An' everybody tryin' to get to the top An' thats all good to but right now i'm on the ladder Look at you then (then, Uh-Huh) Look at you now (Ya) Don't let this cold cold world (uh-uh-uh) Bring you down Look at you then (then, Uh-Huh) Look at you now (Ya) Don't let this cold cold world (uh-uh-uh) Bring you down I know your queen got here eyes on me I got my eyes on your queen The SMG is Heiniken green bad thing Is you know before we goin' get it on My kit cost 30 and 10 to put it on No tint windows clean heavy windex Gears on the steerin wheal i shift em' wit' my index Real life, its jsut in another form Kiss of death, its about to be another storm I'm a god-damn ragin' bull Stay outta jail by jus' tellin' myself the cage if full Got niggas on the payroll just to squeeze Your in no position to challange my expertise They got i bonus if the leave you Old school, form the era of 45' with the penny on the needle Boss of the bosses So please don't violate or cross him Or you'll be the corpse of the corpses Look at you then (then, Uh-Huh) Look at you now (Ya) Don't let this cold cold world (uh-uh-uh) Bring you down Look at you then (then, Uh-Huh) Look at you now (Ya) Don't let this cold cold world (uh-uh-uh) Bring you down Uh, Ya know the word anger Is just one letter short of the word danger An' i ain't no stranger Never use a gat more than once if you don't clean it An' never say fuck somethin' if you don't mean it An when it comes to life The root you been usin' thus far ain't right Take the scenic Whatever faith you got Put it in a crook Wanna hide somethin' form a nigger put it in a book Trust me, this album the vapors gonna go around If you ain't hot, you need paper to through around Yea, its gettin' clearer everyday When you wake up in the mornin' look in the mirror an' say Look at you then (then, Uh-Huh) Look at you now (Ya) Don't let this cold cold world (uh-uh-uh) Bring you down Look at you then (then, Uh-Huh) Look at you now (Ya) Don't let this cold cold world (uh-uh-uh) Bring you down
Writer(s): Jason Phillips, Qaadir Atkinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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