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Coldest out, by Saffrawnn
- //Hook (0:00 0:27)
- I travel through time, all I have is my raps
- Unravel through time, as I search for some facts
- I went to the future, man, they still servin packs
- I went to the past, and they still couldn't rap
- I travel through time, all I have is my raps
- Unravel through time, as I search for some facts
- I went to the future, man, they still servin packs
- I went to the past, and they still couldn't rap
- //Verse 1 Saffrawnn (0:27 0:52)
- I went to the future for a few, I was still alive
- Guess what they said is true, that, legends never die
- I asked future me about the news, and future me just cried
- I said what's up with you ,he said, "Everybody lied"
- Trump did what wanted, and the democrats did worse
- Bump this if you want tips, bout how bros did that verse
- Everything's new and everything's cool, I just had to laugh
- Every thing's ruled and everybody's fooled, least peeps is staffed
- //Hook (0:52 1:20)
- I travel through time, all I have is my raps
- Unravel through time, as I search for some facts
- I went to the future, man, they still servin packs
- I went to the past, and they still couldn't rap
- I travel through time, all I have is my raps
- Unravel through time, as I search for some facts
- I went to the future, man, they still servin packs
- I went to the past, and they still couldn't rap
- //Verse 2 (1:20 1:46)
- Monotonous Doctors spewed mantras, abused through affairs, just like Contra Iran
- Going, hoping to find fertile land, and translucent air, was losing it here so I ran
- I just wish this map had a legend on it, and my raps had John Legend on em
- And a baby had mother with it, and lost old ladies had some others with them
- And maybe my power could not have limits, and life wasn't so easy to end with
- I just wish my fun could have tulips in it, And maybe this gun had some bullets in it
- //Outro/Verse 3 (1:46 2:40)
- Wishing it was autumn now, y'all know what I'm tahm bout
- No I don't l come from Chicago, the stakes still rising out
- Lotta Chicano's round, everybody wanna make it out
- They dealin trash around town, I wanna take it out
- I let the city burn down, I let the civi's run the grounds
- I guess that's anarchy, I need Noah's ark please
- If I'm to stay in one piece, maybe they'll remember me
- And I'll go down in freaking time &history, as the freaky kid that dined on the streets
- Bodies in the street, as I just had to pass,
- wasn't no one left to stab, wasn't nothin left to grab
- wasn't no one left to ask, don't no one have a stack
- I walking straight, then I lost the path
- I'd been bathed in hate, then I found the rap
- I would grasp for straws, but I lost my fingers
- I didn't linger cause at there'd be no rash,....And yeah, this was Saff
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