The Glitch Mob - Super Cold lyrics

[Intro: Flaym] Cold blooded; frozen skin Been smoking the remains of my still sickest sins You call yourself a murderer; better think again Recede and then go home and you call it a win? I'm super cold; though burnt within Mind uncontrolled; the sickest being The hardest flow; The darkest pen That's how you lose; That's how I win! [Verse 1: Flaym] I'm super cold Been living so dead but now I arose Skin thick with the ice covering my soul Like a vengeful beast; show no control When I'm in my mode; you be cut like straws Got to write my code and debug my flaws I be back like a boss; commandin' like DOS Stuck down in your thoughts; nightmare to my foes And when I'm back; I be back with a bang Get in line cause the front seat ain't gonna hang How you'd wish that you could; but you had your chance So now you could step back and hope for a glance b**h you think you standin' out; got a manly stance? Wearin' All-Star sh** with them tight-a** pants Sir you could go home or you can go dance To some techno will.i.am Cause my sh** go hard; this the way I am Till the day I return; this a bell that I rang Consider this a teaser; and I ain't here to please ya Just a friendly message from your uncle Sam Battery charged and I'm bout to ram You b**hes, signin' out, this is ACN [Verse 2: XPolymer Dar] Kar chaak seena mera waikh ki tamasha lagga Aatish fishaan khaardaar ye zameer nanga Chorr de ghulaami Dar tu kis rung runga Tu kis rung rungaa Hath lawaan jeri she o bann k paani away Hath challa e gaani phir jawaani jaway Banda faqeer nazar maraasi awaay Dunya meliyaan ich theliyaan ich mangi jaway Fan-o-hunar mera, lafzaan da gurr mera Sufi tabyat: soch-o-fiqar ghar mera Darbay ich qaid jiwain khoon khaar howay Dushman da jaal meri hi chaal howay Jo vi kar ditta, chad ditta; pichay hun waikhna nae Agg wich tayl paa k khud nu mai saiknaa nae Waich k zameer dhandora nayio pitna Chadd k ik khoon, baaki sab hega fitnaa Jinna vi zor; Jinni vi tor Jinni vi taqat howay jaktaan de kol Meray imaan tun wadd keri Interpol Munday bathairay Punjabi karde rap ne Par meray samnay khallo k vi ghayb ne O tuwadi galli, mohallay, shehr da naib mai O saari nikiyaan ne gaindaan par Bat mai Nawwa aey josh; nawi paud da zamana Waddi aey soch; waddi fauj da tarana Karaan mai ghor; aey hai zoq da thikana Aey hai be-maut fiqar; bekhauf da tarana (x2) [Verse 3: Xage] I'm super cold; my freezer deep You n***as dolt; try and out-leap You n***as fold your cards; your chips is cheap I'm making money; Gold, you still counting sheep Records is what I keep and y'all acting so curious I'm all for competitions but you n***as ain't serious You phonies powerless; can't do sh** but envy me When I step in the ring ain't no antagonism, period Get to know me n***a I'm top of the rack You sticking back; low-key while I'm chillin' laid back But in a sec I'll be out with a bang Sending you straight down with a smack to the sack Kick back in this hatchback Jam-packed I'm about to rollback and playback in this bivouac You quacks can't do jack but clap back I'm a flack for myself, a cla** act Let me conclude this with a nice few words Ignite a fire so bright yeah just like my future The fame and power; it's a joint venture Between you and me; I bet you get the picture Back in the game; had it coming long time I'm in for the long run; you n***as is part-time k**ing one by one; it's your deadline Didn't you get the memo? Go ahead and resign [Guitar Solo: Asrar Ha**an]