Lupe Fiasco - Cold World lyrics

Its just the talk of the town Coming from the mouth of the hood The Jaws of Life I bare arms Crack my paws and write Laws an rights Rules an regulations Tubes and medication Fools who speculating Did he leave it in his car? Little did you know You've been bleeding from the start I ain't waiting on the shots I'm leaving on ya mark Get ready 5th steady 96 heavy Wait (weight) n***a Waste (waist) bigger Aids slicker Sharp n***as get head shots Make flippers Great whipper Bavarian Motorola My voice streams Lakes, rivers Constant Keep spitting on the solders If non sense is ya conscience Your sitting on your shoulders Wether Gucci loafing Or walking on air Sitting on mines or talking about theres Verse two I'm just playing my part Life is a chick Run my fingers through her hair While she play in my part And IM never ending Cause I'm staying at start Plus I need a vehicle to be conveying my thoughts I add my purveyor of talk Seller of words Merchant of speak Saying of thoughts Player of soughts But I can't walk you Nor will I cross you Never been a player of sports You gota be upright to walk Upnights to work Down right to worship Sunlights to dark Down right converse And they wonder what keeps me going Like perpetual motion Its just incredible devotion And they telling you promotion If you dont know what to say in flow Just dont make a sound like the K in known/no Listen to the hustler babble Little dudes wanna tie me down like gulliver's travels I got it mummified They unraveled Paper towels Just thumb tacks and a run flat I will not go down Maintain my speed Can not slow down Stay in my seat like Rosa parks He came back busing now ain't that something now Ya wanna sit where he sit But ya folding chairs that boy is ski lift Ever since I crawled on the block I been up there had to fall to the top This my say in a cold baray All a dude got like Jay cosea? And im not letting it Go I mastered this And gota keep spelling it out for yall like FABOLOUS