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Supercold

"Supercold" Lyrics by Lupe Fiasco

Cold blooded, Chilly skin

Can’t touch it like your front wheel when it’s wheelying

Wanna set you free like Free Willy friend

Wanted to see Free Willy really swim

I’m super cold, my jacket thin

My tuba low like a marching band

That means I’m super-deep, you surface skim

I’m the whole thing, you niggas 2%

Put em up on that carton, I think I’m losing em

Bring all those St. Bernards in

Let’s get some booze in them

You know them doggs with them barrels on they neck

And I’m a keep it cool like airholes on a Tec

I be moving birds like the scarecrows on the set

Part dope-ass nigga, an old man winner

Chrismastime diamond singing carols on my chest

Step up off the jet

Looking like a Pharoah in the flesh

I’m super-cold

I’m super-cold, my freezer deep

My cooler closed: air-conditioned seats

I dont trust them niggas, They conviction weak,

they be thawing out, My commitment keeps

12 months, hope that well jumps

Seems like selling souls is havin sells bumps

I be in to win while your sales slump

Your changes getting slim, mine on their 12th brunch

And they smell lunch: Hercules Klump

Throw my weight around

Ain’t left the scale once

Always bear in mind: even with your white fur

We still polar opposites: you ice picks to icebergs

I’m colder than Universal Soldier

Angel on my back everywhere I’m at

Niggas don’t believe it just when I lay it down

And when I get back up and see my angel on the ground…

I’m Super-cold [x8]

Chicken soup for souls, now who could use a bowl?

Don’t be salty now, trying to reduce my snow

Cause I just move em out: Ice Man

Fresh out a mutant’s skull

I ain’t no student though

Black Sean White and he skis, and he skates

And he leaves all types of cold tracks all behind me

And you can follow those if you ever wanna find me

Better dress warm or you might end up like the Shining

That boy or that lady with that nigga gone crazy

Pretty damn amazing: I can’t get out

So I’m forced to ride this elevator anywhere it takes me

But when I hit my floor, I’m a open up my door

Won’t be 3 stacks on your cousin, but just that super cold

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