H.A.W.K. - Stay Warm lyrics

[Intro: Warlocks] I ain't gone for, I'm just trying to Stay Warm in a world that's so cold And no matter what you've been told, I ain't gone for That's why I won't grow old in a world that's so cold [Verse 1: Karma] Remember mom always told us to cut the graff-sh** And get a good education we could fall back with She went keep it clean rap sheets sons We went running down the tracks looking up to Bits and Mack and 'em We went the wrong way very dedicated Our bets were made when we were fifteen We were some hardcore motherf**ing hip-hop rats Ain't alot of rappers out there can get with that It's all chit for chat thought it was tit the tat I hit a lot of people off they ain't hit me back But now I'm back in the pit Thought I'd hit you with a track that can show you how sappy rap can get Dreams are swinging by the top of the trees We walking in mud reaching up to the knees And peeps are talking they can talk all they want We been walking a while now we can walk some more [Hook: Warlocks] And no matter what you've been told I ain't gone for, I'm just trying to Stay Warm in a world that's so cold And no matter what you've been told I ain't gone for That's why I won't grow old in a world that's so cold [Verse 2: Tech-Rock] You know, we always build upstreams, storms blowing in my face One of the last living survivors of a dying race f** rap, nowadays it's a race for the paper chasing I'm like a welfare case Pouching elbows for breathing space Don't want to leave this place but the dreaming days are over The dreams change meaning when you sober and the weather is colder Mind stays young but the body grows older And everybody's so young and their minds grown colder I ain't holding no grudges I show many a cold shoulder I'm an old cold Hip-Hop soldier and I've earned my stripes I paid more dues than I can tell for Shell toast placed outside the door breaking on the cell floor I was painting on the trains like daily Had a couple of girls faint in 98 and made the underground hate me And see fifteen years of raps have really made me Plus I've been breaking since I was a little baby so you can hate me [Hook: Warlocks] [Verse 3: Karma] I wrote my first rhyme back in '89 in a different world, a distinct state of mind Years pa**ed and they played my mind And it feels a piece of it has stayed behind Now peeps are acting like we ain't alive Claiming we should quit the game maybe save some time But I obey my craving seems I'm always back to play ain't no saying why I ain't rhyming to save the world or be the greatest MC and play a thug I guess I'll stay in the mud, and you can stay and curse my way all the way to church Been like this since I came to earth a thirsty little ba*tard I'm staying thirsty I'll always step on stage no matter if we main act or we playing first [Hook: Warlocks] I ain't gone for