Cold World chords and lyrics - WISE INTELLIGENT

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[Verse 1]
[Dm]This world[Am] out h[Em]ere [Am]is[Dm]
[Am]lonely and cold[Dm]
[Em][Dm][Am]
[Dm][Em][Dm][Am][Dm]
[Em][Dm]
[Am]The [Dm]black man has
been reduced to nothin'
In relation to [Em]repara[Dm]tions,
slave traders said, fuck him
[Em]Slain [Dm]crack, now every nigga
and his mama got gats
[Em]Every [Am]rhyme I [Dm]want, clap,
do the knowledge [Am]to the st[Em]ats
[Dm]We reppin' 49 % on all the
AIDS [Em]cases
[Dm]And we ain't even 15 % the population
From 96 to 2000,
nig[Em]gas wildi[Dm]n' in public houses
Saw [Am]homicides [Dm]rise
154 % amongst teens
[Em]You can [Dm]see the red beams, smile to
Rinse
Magazine
[Em]When[Dm] they rinse them out clean,
bloodstained white tees
[Em]The [Dm]bloodstained jeans,
now the white sheet cleans
To the red brick walls and such
To [Em]remember [Dm]another victim
of the guns we bust
[Am]The [Dm]ones we lust and chase
till we return to the dust
[Em]Plus we suffer [Dm]from a blatant
lack of love for us
The world shall mourn and
the [Em]foundation of [Dm]it
Will be smitten with the [Am]place
and punishment that
[Dm]God shall bring upon it
Tillers of the [Em]ground [Dm]shall mourn,
seeds shall not be born
[Am]To t[Dm]he blasting and the hell and
the fearful [Em]constellation
[Dm]Na tion shall rise against nation
[Am]Woe to t[Dm]he world and
them that dwell therein
For [Em]these are the times [Dm]wherein
men will suffer for their sins
Ghetto babies play the bully with the hope that some young [Em]pitch [Dm]ya,
hit ya, with a couple
of ones
[Em]To cop a[Dm] bag of rap snacks
and a couple honey
buns
[Em]Cause [Dm]mom spent the money on the coca
[Em]Pops [Am]ain't a [Dm]smoker,
but pops pop smokers 25 to life would drive a young wife loca
Sister chasing
Eve with a half a pint of
Henny [Am]18, [Em]5 babies,
[Dm]only one of them
Kenny's
[Am]My solut[Dm]ion
Infiltrate the current state of degradation
[Em]And [Dm]counteract the blatant
suppression of education
To make amends and mourn the death
the black intelli[Em]gence [Dm]amidst this
anti -intellectual envir[Em]onment
[Dm]I'm not the jigger man of
Kanye
West [Em]I'm not a[Dm] killer nor a con pushing
Ye out
[Em]west I'm
[Dm]Jets, a young scholar from the goddamn
Jecks
Who refuse to sell a people
for a goddamn
check
Yes, the beginning of sorrows
If [Em]you live it to [Dm]embrace tomorrow
Awful pre[Am]dictions,
[Dm]young priests prophesy
This war and their destruc
[Em]tion [Dm]draweth nigh
Men hate the [Am]truth yet love the [Dm]lies
We'll soon see what it
sounds like [Em]when the
[Dm]When man's heart [Am]waxes
cold and [Dm]the love dies
But we're all the niggas that love [Em]now
And [Am]what [Dm]I emphasize,
these are the last times
This generation got the babies,
having babies
[Em]These [Dm]the babies from the 80s,
this the crack generation
Living conditions will influence
life de[Em]cisions
Thus confirming [Dm]my position
and losing my religion
80 % of all black 4th graders read below the
grade level in the public [Am]school system
[Dm]That number mirrors first
time black prisoners
[Am]Who [Dm]are deemed illiterate when
they enter penal systems
Look, 3 out of every 4 young black males
[Em]Seem to [Dm]enter penal systems
by the age of 15
But, 1 out of every 10 black male grads
Go [Dm]on to enter college and
obtain their degrees
Cause, the world's cold and
when niggas lack [Em]coke
To push em [Dm]closer to the heat,
that's why they get a red hot
They buildin' prisons,
makin' nanochips
While [Em]niggas out here bout the
OD or sopran[Dm]o flicks[Dm]
[Em]This [Am]world out [Dm]here
Is [Am]lonely and [Dm]cold
This [Em]world [Dm]out here [Am]is lonely and cold