It´s cold, I mean really cold
But my blood is warm (My blood is warm)
What´s inside of me but skull and bones?
Ask the Lord
There´s a price for yours (Price for yours)

What´s inside of me now but my soul?

Yeah, said
The only thing I sold was a record
The only thing I folded under was pressure
Can I say I digress, you the aggressor
Now y´all say y´all impressed, I´m the successor (Ooh)
I don´t need no intervention or want your lectures
What´s so hard to believe? What is the message?
Talented and I´m driven like you ain´t never seen
And that´s why God blessed me, you should respect him
You need to mind your buisness, Helga Pataki
´Cause I´ma do somethin´ devilish if you at me
I might hit Woo for the kudu and get a back piece
You too high off that booboo to unpack me (Ah)

When I arrive on the set, there ain´t no holy water
But when I grind my set, make sure to throw me waters
I´ma make it through twenty-seven, y´all superstitious
I´ma say jinx on my twenty-eighth when you owe me sodas

It´s cold (Yeah), I mean really cold (Uh, woo)
But my blood is warm (My blood is warm, come on, let´s go)
What´s inside of me but skull and bones? (Let´s go, yeah)
Ask the Lord (Ask the Lord)
There´s a price for yours (´Cause there´s a price for yours, uh-huh)
What´s inside of me now but my soul?

Yeah, yeah
Y´all been pushin´ "Satan this" and "Satan that"
My fans is yellin´, "Least she rich," you need that pact
Lookin´ like I got some things you hate I have
And trust me, baby, God don´t play with hate like that
So you gon´ be real upset when he pick Cat
To be the one up on them charts all over the map
And you could keep on tellin´ yourself it´s all in my tats
And you could keep on addin´ the numbers and doin´ the math
I see y´all preppin´ for doomsday
But that ain´t San Andreas fault and this ain´t a movie
But I know y´all be livin´ life like this is a school play

How red is them rubies?
You chokin´, it´s too late, I turn ´em to blue face
I run on a full tank, can´t nobody move me
Bitches cryin´ with full face, that´s animal cruelty
And I don´t need to say it to ´em, I´ma let the paper talk
Gotta elevate the bar, the world´s losin´ faith ´cause it´s cold

It´s cold (Yeah), I mean really cold (I mean, uh, woo)
But my blood is warm (Come on, my blood is warm, come on, let´s go)
What´s inside of me but skull and bones? (Let´s go, yeah)
Ask the Lord (Ask the Lord)

There´s a price for yours (´Cause there´s a price for yours, uh-huh)
What´s inside of me now but my soul?