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cold duck complex - platinum lyrics

[intro]

[verse 1]
god loves you america
ain’t that a beautiful thing
just the kinda blind faith
that makes me want to sing
oh say can you see
by the dawn’s early light
humanity and the enemies
you’re trying to fight
it’s your lovesick homie
the one-trick pony
trying to cash a check
for what that drunk b-tch owe me
want to run sh-t show me
till then don’t ask what i think
and get your lazy -ss back to your drink
the ship’s sinking
if you’re thinking you could trun back now
i got some magic beans buddy
what you want for that cow?
gee willikers, k!lling it
with polite cliches
it’s like i got nothing to write these days
so i kiss my little nihilistic nightmare
and head up to bed
while visions of birmingham dance in my head
it’s all been said, done, written
usurped copied and sampled
the common ground’s trampled
sleep tight, next to
your mother nature’s rapists
and the late night dark ranks
and all the hateful racists
in the great white shark tank
thanks anyway, i think i’ll take the risk
cause whatever doesn’t k!ll me
probably makes me sick

[hook]
they went platinum
i went cold
i’m a grind it to the diamond
and then call it rock and roll
lost control of a vessel
i love to watch her capsize
womb to the tomb to the food
for the black flies
they went platinum
i went cold
i’m a grind it to the diamond
and then call it rock and roll
lost control of a vessel
i love to watch her capsize
womb to the tomb to the food
for the black flies

[verse 2]
drop in the bucket bad lovers
loose change, living on a dollar bill budget
the self-employed cynic spittin’ sicker than grace
’bout as subtle as a kick in the face
i did it just for the taste
of the hand that’s feeding me forced fables
living on the edge of a state
they call stable
a bad motherf-cker holding rap for ransom
in a pickup truck, bumping a reener rock anthem
a teenie-bop tantrum my second hand emotions
all covered in concealer and banana hand lotion
d-mn it man, you’re smoking
can’t blame a man for hoping
to try to get the fly on them pajama pants open
so consider me this
consider me that
consider me easy listening
consider me rap
consider me wack if it suits your needs
but do believe, you better get used to me
see

[hook]
they went platinum
i went cold
i’m a grind it to a diamond
and then call it rock and roll
lost control of a vessel
i love to watch her capsize
womb to the tomb to the food
for the black flies
they went platinum
i went cold
i’m a grind it to the diamond
and then call it rock and roll
lost control of a vessel
i love to watch her capsize
womb to the tomb to the food
for the black flies

from the womb to the
tomb to the
from the womb to the
tomb to the

come on
a-come on
a-come on

[outro]

- cold duck complex lyrics

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