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Cold
120,314
Hip-Hop/Rap
Cold fue lanzado el 24 de febrero de 2017 por 0207 Def Jam como parte del álbum Gang Signs & Prayer
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Fecha de lanzamiento24 de febrero de 2017
Sello discográfico0207 Def Jam
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM137

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
Stormzy
Stormzy
Voces
Ruth O'Reilly
Ruth O'Reilly
Trompa
Corinne Bailey
Corinne Bailey
Trompa
Mike Lovatt
Mike Lovatt
Trompeta
Andy Greenwood
Andy Greenwood
Trompeta
Ed Tarrant
Ed Tarrant
Trombón
Owen Slade
Owen Slade
Tuba
Swifta Beater
Swifta Beater
Programación
Fraser T. Smith
Fraser T. Smith
Programación
Dave Stewart
Dave Stewart
Trombón
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Swifta Beater
Swifta Beater
Autoría
Stormzy
Stormzy
Autoría
Roise Danvers
Roise Danvers
Orquestación
Producción e ingeniería
Stormzy
Stormzy
Producción
Swifta Beater
Swifta Beater
Producción
Fraser T. Smith
Fraser T. Smith
Producción
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Asistente de ingeniería de masterización
Manon Grandjean
Manon Grandjean
Ingeniería de mezcla
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Masterización
Nick Taylor
Nick Taylor
Ingeniería

Letra

[Verse 1]
Okay
Coldest **** alive, I'm so cold
You **** get on my nerves, you're so old
Easy, yeah, alright
[Verse 2]
I baited my whip in the vid like a prick, now I'm carless (Cold)
Now it's a Uber ting, I've still got this regardless (Cold)
Who? What? Them man there? Nah, them man are harmless (Cold)
I just went to the park with my friends and I charted (Wow)
I have never been a victim, never been a target (Cold)
The girls love this shit, yeah, they love it like Barfest (Cold)
#Merky the label, I'm coming like Darcus (Cold)
I was on the roads when Giggs made "Talkin' Da Hardest"
Look, rudeboy done him on sight (Yeah)
One time, check two, bun him on sight (Yeah)
**** ain't brave, I can't see it in your face
Let me tell you 'bout the days I was running on a hype like
Who are you? Where you been? Where your snow line?
Where your stacks? Where your strap? Where your crow line?
Big pump, don't stunt when it's showtime
Kinda funny how I didn't need a cosign
Shut your mouth, you ain't squeezin' (Ayy)
Pussy boy, I just leave him (Ayy)
I've been cold the whole season (Ayy)
I should call my next one "Freezing" (Cold)
Touch the mic, then just wheel 'em (Ayy)
You man have got too much feelings (Alright)
Late night, I'm at Mac-D'sing (Alright)
Filet-o-Fish and I'm breezing (Skrrt)
[Verse 3]
Ain't dropped nothin' for a minute, I'm fine (Cold)
Roll to the booth, then I bill it with rhymes (Cold)
Know a couple OG's that are living off crime (Cold)
But a young black boy made a milli' off grime (Wow)
So tell Boris Johnson, "Suck your mum, we don't care" (We don't care, bruv)
And tell them riot feds, "Oi, buss your gun? You won't dare" (You won't dare, bruv)
All my young black kings rise up, man, this is our year (Our year)
And my young black queens right there (Right there)
It's been a long time coming, I swear
[Verse 4]
If you don't turn this up, it's no fun
You ain't heard of us? You're so dumb
Can't be scared of pussy-hole youts
You can have your burner tucked, I won't run
You can have all the hype, I won't dust
You can send all you like, you won't buss
Man can't bluff me out, I call bluffs
Them boys get fucked about and call us (Us)
Crikey! (Ayy)
"Oh my god! It's big Mikey!" (Ayy)
Cop the whip, it's so pricey (Ayy)
I should call my next one "Icy" (Cold)
Touch the mic and get lively (Ayy)
Don't draw me out, I asked nicely (Alright)
Do the road and do wifey (Alright)
I wonder why they don't like me
Cah I'm
[Verse 5]
Cold
Cold
Cold
Right now everyting's cold as a cold, cold summer
Cold, everyting's cold
#Merky 20—
[Verse 6]
I've been cold the whole season
I should call my next one "Freezing"
I've been cold the whole season
I should call my next one "Freezing"
I've been cold the whole season
I should call my next one "Freezing"
I've been cold the whole season
I should call my next one...
Easy
Written by: Thomas Patrick Broderick, Michael Ebenazer Kwadjo Omari Owuo Jr.
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