Cold Wind (9th Prince)

(feat. T.M.F.) "9th Prince, you want to kill us all?" "Show me where you to find the Princess and I'll spare you all" "Thank you, 9th Prince" "Hahaha, y'all must be dumb!" "Take that!" Aiyo yo yo Stamina of complete motivation leads a nation of killer's replacements Glocks, AK's, hand grenades Stashed inside a fox hole but Kingdom's basement Henchmen of pro lynchmen, rhyme rankest lyrical lynchmen In Now Born, raisin' Children of the Corn We march as we hear the horns of Red Dawn I'm prepared, sharpen my machete 'til it's sharp like a thorn Lyrical spawn, fuck a graveyard, I prepare you in ya lawn There's a Law & Order in the world of manslaughter Camera recorder, got me on tape With the microphone screamin' "Rape!" Radio stations across United Nations Black, Chinese, Indians, plus Caucasians Pick up the album, Revenge of the Iron Fingers invasions Lyrical bloodshed, first copy picked up by the feds They wanna investigate the metal plate in my head I'm cold invincible like an igloo Brainwaves bein' the shade of atomic missles Then transport thru ya physical explode thru ya mental Then beat fiends instrumentals, got the streets flood 9th Prince, tune into FM and AM cuz I'm Cold Blooded "Come against the consequence of the 9th Prince" "The fuckin' Prince, let's hear him" "Come against the consequence of the 9th Prince" "We were just ambushed, I fear we might be dead" "Come against the consequence of the 9th Prince" Stapleton crime towers I hear you gotta be clean like takin' nine showers Divine powers, ultimate man Hour glass runnin', dumbin' with a sword in my hand Drunken monk stance, run for ya Clan Switch form and open up like doorman Cold pore rain danglin', sounds of change Ice bain frostbite, you costless Cremated and get ya corpse lit Sent out to orbit, spaceship Tommy Whis' lace shit like eight kicks Stirrin' flavor to this cake mix, we take shit From ya neck to ya bracelet, get a facelift This ain't no safe strip So be strollin' on their raps, holdin' bombs Kamikaze strapped on to their arms We move when the wind calms, slowly No one can control me or hold me Tony told me lay low and we can all play dough I'm throwin' blades like Kano Shove this, one up ya anal Now, tell me who be liver than Whispers I chop all five of ya fingers I'm cold like the winter Ya feel the breeze, nigga? "Come against the consequence of the 9th Prince" "The 9th Prince uses his sword like an axe for hyper action" "Come against the consequence of the 9th Prince" Yo Crime Life yo yo I hold my gun down like Chow-Yun Fat, when in combat Light the bitch niggaz off the map, like Comet Righteous islamic gettin' nasty like trauma Spit out like a weak stomach, who want it? Poisonous virus, we soon cometh Cold Blooded in the vain, post up under the heavy rain Soup-up with the signal ahead before the Chevy came Fucked up what they did to my fam, I'm feelin' every pain Yo it's hard on these streets, them after my weed Be my medicine, acknowledge the game like a veteran Mixin' elements, writin' testaments Seven down for my next kin, establishment Extravagent, mind over matter masterin' Dark-hearted African skatin' on ice like Kerrigan and still battlin' Bring it to you with the strength of 18 Buddhas T.M.F. arch-style rush ya students "Come against the consequence of the 9th Prince" (7x)