Cold world chords and lyrics - XZIBIT

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[Intro 1]
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[Am]Justine,[Em]

[Verse 1]
19, just got [C]clean
[Am]Fresh outta [Em]rehab with self- es[C]teem
She [Am]ain't felt this [Em]good in a while
A new [C]leash on [Am]life,
a vi[Em]brant thang, a beautiful smile
[C]Used to [Am]run with a cir[Em]cle of friends,
who was [C]skeleton [Am]thin
Sniff [Em]white lines off powerful men
[C]But see, all[Am] that's a th[Em]ang of the past,
she got [C]class
And [Am]be damned if she'd [Em]let
herself burn and crash
[C]She ain't fro[Am]m money so she
[Em]startin from scratch
It's hard working for [Am]scraps
It take [Em]everything she got
not [C]to [Am]relaspe
Locked down [Em]in 9 to
5, but at [C]the [Am]9 to 5
She get [Em]sexually harassed
and [C]chastised
[Am]Boss is [Em]a married man, she
won't [C]touch him
[Am]Frustrated [Em]angry man, she
won't [C]fuck him
[Am]She's out [Em]of her job, at Basket [C]Cakes
Least [Am]it came wit [Em]an 8, 2 lines to the f[C]ace
[Am]God Damn!
[Em][Chorus] It's a cold,

[Verse 2]
cold, [C]world, and you [Am]know [Em]it
[C]Niggaz will lay you[Am] down and t[Em]ake your bread,
yeah [C]and you [Am]know [Em]it
[C]Only two [Am]choices,
[Em]you can give it up or [C]you can just d[Am]ie w[Em]ith it!
[C]Only two [Am]choices,
[Em]you can give it up o[C]r you can just d[Am]ie w[Em]ith it, yeah
He was on [Am]his own, at [Em]a very young

[Verse 3]
age
When he learned from the [Am]streets,
made [Em]everything change
See he came up [Am]with hustlers,
[Em]lost his religion
It's funny how money
can make a nigga think he livin
I ain't talkin [Am]paper like [Em]Jigga or Dre
[C]It's more [Am]like [Em]7500, 9 ounces
[C]of lle'
That's what [Am]he say he can [Em]get for the flip,
they thought the [C]deal [Am]was legit
But he [Em]stuck him and split, in deep shit
Now his [Am]mother work for [Em]minimum pay
Live a [C]positive [Am]way,
she the [Em]first one at church every Sunday
[Am]Blind to the [Em]needs of her son,
he's [C]a gatling [Am]gun
In the [Em]streets, [C]jackin niggaz for fun
It's a [Am]non- stop [Em]search through the hood,
but can't [C]catch him
[Am]They found out [Em]where mom stayed
and went steppin
[Am]The evil that [Em]men do,
but still we continue
[Am]With death and dishon[Em]or, for the all mighty [C]dollar,
[Am]it's so cold[Em]

[Interlude 1]
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[Chorus] He [Am]was [Em]13, brought up

[Verse 4]
in Baghdad
[C]Ate with his[Em] right and made
money with his left hand
[C]Prayed to [Am]the East, [Em]5 times daily
His mother and [Am]father just had
[Em]a new born baby
Now his [Am]father was [Em]an Imam
who carried [C]the weight
An[Em]d built his family on 5 pillars of faith
[C]Never tri[Am]ppin off Wes[Em]tern ways,
it meant [C]nada[Em]
Pilgramige to Mecca
to circle around [C]Kabba
[Am]300 miles away[Em],
British troops hit [C]Basra
His cousin waged [Em]jihad
and died with [C]honor
[Am]He heard about [Em]the buildings [C]on 9- 11
And [Am]a man named [Em]Bush on
a search [C]for weapons
[Am]Now here come [Em]the U.S.,
[C]to crush Saddam
[Am]Wit 88 thous[Em]and tons
of missile and [C]bombs
But [Am]his family's [Em]too broke
to move or find shelter
If [Am]they all had to [Em]die,
they would die together and that's [Am]cold... [Em]damn
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[Outro 1]
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