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infamous crew - winter lyrics
[verse 1: cricket]
living life agoraphobic in a f-cking cage
loosing feeling in my hands for a slavery wage
its like a battle with sub zero this f-cking trek
without the flame throwers, the shield or the f-cking tech
i need albuterol , the temperatures are negative
im haven asthma, i got no f-cking breathes to give
to get me through this time i’ll need some f-ckin medicine
i’ll take some prednizone and plenty of the sedatives–
i need some valium, some ativan or luminal
or ill just party with the molly or the adderall
and if my thermostat stays broken for another day
ill call an arsonist to set my landlords house ablaze
and while he cries ill get the hot dogs and the skewer–
have a party, get the pizza, call the turtles from the sewer-
and i’m sure that june or july is purer
then any snow in december sh-t is nasty like manure
[hook]
snow glistens in the sun till the dusk strikes
thugs reppin in the streets till the frost bite
sets in leaving both legs amputated
snow runs red with blood from the gun fight
[verse 2:twc]
got motherf-ckers slanging snow in the snow, and they posted with the chrome even though its 40 below
and its hard to run from cops when you can’t feel your toes, chest hurting like i’m dying from an overdose
and this sh-t gets old, f-ck catching a cold, try and take my parking spot your f-ckin nose will get broke
i can see my own breath like i was taken a toke, and just to be a little warm you got to put on a coat
better triple the pants cuz we got knee high snow, this the type of sh-t that’ll make you wish you can float
and this cold -ss air got me wanting to choke, ’tis the season for k!lling cuz the weathers no joke
and i’m losing my mind but never lettin it go, so i’m gonna put my motherf-ckin soul on the flow
man trying to get warm is like cracking a code, slipping on the ice you bust your f-ckin head on the floor
[hook]
[cricket/twc]
i paint a vivid f-ckin picture of chicago streets
they lined with icicles and busted living room seats
cats freezin in cardboard boxes, no heat
countless victims die every winter in the f-ckin streets
shots fired, man down, you hear that f-ckin sound?
o degrees and thugs still steady bustin rounds
potholes and dibs, no parking, stranded at your crib
depression from reflection at all the sh-t you seen and did
this the season got you contemplating suicide
being stuck inside, 5pm its dark outside
their ain’t sh-t to do and every month is crazy slow
i gained 20 pounds becuz my broke -ss got nowhere to go
move a milk crate, you’ll get your f-ckin tires slashed
they pull that sh-t in march they’ll get their f-ckin windows smashed
sh-t like norway, antarctica, some arctic sh-t
we ain’t darkthrone this infamous i’m sick of it
[hook}
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