Gregory Nichols - The Cold War lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm Certifiably Insane (Insane) Cause i'm loosing all luck Going off the rails Like it's an attempt to jump Self-preservation isn't an option When your missing dams When your buying wrist bands And the cyst stands (When he parts lands?) I guess that's just a slow jam Will the road slam Interpose trams Will I get to know Sam? Given these thoughts of self-doubt I'll be the next man (Will I?) Loathe Sin Will I Roll in? When I Go Ramp And I Go Ham I guess it's just a "No Win" You Got this only "Slow Jam" [Verse 2] Ready or not I found my lack of sympathy "Egregious" When the smoke clears The Gla** is half empty Talking to Regis Well My Cup is runneth over In the 1997 black "hooptie" Nissan Greg Range Rover (Well) Moreover (and) It's so debated But i'll guess we'll never know why that I'm just a left-eyed Stone-faced Right guy Deadbeat Dads bum on you These expectations follow you And Friends find it hard to promise you What they gotta' do