9th Wonder - Cold As A Butcher lyrics

[Intro] You don't wanna see us. Come on man we cold. You're not seeing us at all man. No competition. Kobe and Shaq of this. Before he a**aulted the chick [Verse One] Deep under my chest, hard beats under my flesh The light b**h is real And I do a**ume "That n***a Was Ill" will be etched on my tombstone Like the Pied Piper Forever like Gobstoppers I mark creases Rhyme pages of the Bible I'm not Jesus but they wait on my arrival But first When and where, speculating At birth, smack the nurse's a** when she came in Alias George cause the hoes get Curious They call me more I'm so serious I pray to change me I'm swift to ride off Made the day angry And pissed the night off Swift like dragonflys My dick and apple pies I mask my eyes I slashed you die Oh, when I push you, I slash you for sport Cold as the Butcher in Gangs Of New York [Hook] {x4} Cold as the Butcher in Gangs Of New York [Verse Two] God, they wanted to touch my sh** since I been born The show flower Play on my dick in a winter storm and call her a "snow blower" (Call her a snow blower) Off the hook I get blown away I'm off the hook I rip the phone away Out the wall [?] I mash you all [?] I dust you off The ear of Van Gogh I cut you off Then send it to wifey, my friends do you like me? Do you hate me? I hate you You're crazy I pay dues Put in work, had chores Been around a rap who*e You heard I'm high price You've heard that life's ice but I'm bearable I like striking The f**ing one Terrible like Ivan You're not licensed Please wait it's hopeless Just stop writing This is the cold sh** [Hook] [Verse Three] What better than ever Then I rhyme stable f**ing Thelma Evans on a Good Times table Multiplications See the Rick Rude Awakening Now I'm here I spat the meanest Society's fear I'm a black genius Give a sh** who you are Live on you settle f*ggots Get hit with bars like Piles on Full Metal Jacket I will charge ya Leaving grown men on milk cartons They not to be found The bush, not the beat around, no play Man I'm cold as Yoplait The rock star When I said it, pure cold Find you where you are like the credit bureau I want you to know man Abominable Flowman Spoke a cold threat Woke up in a cold sweat, drama, the whole sh** Nightmare, more hurting, finger roll chicks Ice Man, George Gervin [Hook]