[Verse 1: Bruce Bayne]
I'm cold-hearted so honest
Call my bluff there's snow on it
Hitting stains that tide to go on it
You don't feel the pain your life a soap opera
I goat tee with some gold teeth or a dog breed with a gold harness
I go hard as go Han Who do I put the joke on
Or the choke on like my go kart is broke down
Throw parties your part of town
I'm finding it funny like funny bones artifacts you thought was found
The worst posture the nerve to shoot a bird watcher
Throw you to the lions or the locker of Brian Urlacher
Irv gotti, I follow Jah's rules like Rastafari
Burnt bodies in a plane crash I'm living in a lost Safari
My shot Jabari, Chopping heads off I barbered a Barbie
It's a part of the bargain pardon my barge in, Hardly the third party
Harvest my heart arteries and all kinds of archives
I'm living with the carbine just to get threw the hard times
Grand larcenist and arsonist Antarctic trips
Got me so frigid so froze like computers that won't load
My Martian trip is parking in a parallel dimension
No exit exist tell me where the hell's the entrance
[Hook: Bruce Bayne]
I'm cold hearted cold blooded
I don't take no from no body
Cold hard cash no money
My life a movie with a low budget
I'm cold hearted no loving
My role models roll something
We look like we know something
Cold hearted soul crushing
[Verse 2: Will is Chillin']
Cold hearted no I'm lying I'm the lover type
Under lights orange glow is how I enjoy my summer nights
From the side the Cubs throw the ball around
I'm often found walking down Kimble and Milwaukee bumping something nice
In my headphones text a girl ask if her moms around her
In the end zone f** it I'm writing a song about her
Numb to my feelings which must be the reason I'm leaving in such hurry
Scurry off my heart is beating in a freezer dust of flurrys
From an organ kept in storage hope I find someone important
Till then I sport an empty chest
Flowing like a river but my bank statement left a hefty stress
Deep in the pit of my stomach
I penned a couple of pennies to go and spit a summit
Of poets with nothing to the moniker my minds a blur
Still no clue what might occur in my future but I'm used to it
[Hook]