Stay Warm - Warlocks

I ain’t gone for, I’m just trying to Stay Warm in a world that’s so cold

And no matter what you’ve been told, I ain’t gone for

That’s why I won’t grow old in a world that’s so cold

Remember mom always told us to cut the graff-shit

And get a good education we could fall back with

She went keep it clean rap sheets sons

We went running down the tracks looking up to Bits and Mack and 'em

We went the wrong way very dedicated

Our bets were made when we were fifteen

We were some hardcore motherfucking hip-hop rats

Ain’t alot of rappers out there can get with that

It’s all chit for chat thought it was tit the tat

I hit a lot of people off they ain’t hit me back

But now I’m back in the pit

Thought I’d hit you with a track that can show you how sappy rap can get

Dreams are swinging by the top of the trees

We walking in mud reaching up to the knees

And peeps are talking they can talk all they want

We been walking a while now we can walk some more

And no matter what you’ve been told

I ain’t gone for, I’m just trying to Stay Warm in a world that’s so cold

And no matter what you’ve been told I ain’t gone for

That’s why I won’t grow old in a world that’s so cold

You know, we always build upstreams, storms blowing in my face

One of the last living survivors of a dying race

Fuck rap, nowadays it’s a race for the paper chasing I’m like a welfare case

Pouching elbows for breathing space

Don’t want to leave this place but the dreaming days are over

The dreams change meaning when you sober and the weather is colder

Mind stays young but the body grows older

And everybody’s so young and their minds grown colder

I ain’t holding no grudges I show many a cold shoulder

I’m an old cold Hip-Hop soldier and I’ve earned my stripes

I paid more dues than I can tell for

Shell toast placed outside the door breaking on the cell floor

I was painting on the trains like daily

Had a couple of girls faint in 98 and made the underground hate me

And see fifteen years of raps have really made me

Plus I’ve been breaking since I was a little baby so you can hate me

I wrote my first rhyme back in '89 in a different world, a distinct state of

mind

Years passed and they played my mind

And it feels a piece of it has stayed behind

Now peeps are acting like we ain’t alive

Claiming we should quit the game maybe save some time

But I obey my craving seems I’m always back to play ain’t no saying why

I ain’t rhyming to save the world or be the greatest MC and play a thug

I guess I’ll stay in the mud, and you can stay and curse my way all the way to

church

Been like this since I came to earth a thirsty little bastard I’m staying

thirsty

I’ll always step on stage no matter if we main act or we playing first

I ain’t gone for