Cold war  cold war  cold war

DJ Khaled
Yeah  back from the dead
Like Michael Jackson in red jackets
With naps in my head
Who's white or black  it's a rare package
Get smacked if you said  I'm neck
And neck with these ******* rappers
My guest room's got plantiunm plaques
And an air mattress
No time for furniture shoppping
Too bussy burning you
Watching you  learning you
Word to Pac
I'm plotting to murder you
Should of thought and occured to you
My next album flop
Then I'm goin pop  like Nelly
With tops dropped on convertible  Porsches
Born Sinner  not burning no crosses
Might burn a couple bridges
I'm losing by double digits
I gotta do somethin'
Fightin' depression I'm trying my *****
But everytime I think about it I'm cryin' my *****
Cried myself to sleep on thousand dollar sheets
I reak of the scent of a vendetta that's deep
I'm playing for keeps
But you ain't think I'd bounce back
They love to hear black ***** count stacks
Count stacks
Forty thousand in my pocket you see it
Another twenty on the way you see it

I got a fish for a dollar you see it
Five hundred for the Js you see it
I get money out the ass you see it

I thought I'd never see the day you see it
They put a price on my head you see it
But they don't ever have to pay you see it

I fell down on my knees and yeah I prayed

Cause heaven seems a million miles away

I dreamed of all the things that I would say

On that day

But for now I'm cooking up in hells kitchen
Hells kitchen

***** fick you and your fake well wi*******ng
Now get out of hells kitchen  hells kitchen
Tell my story I'm just hopin' they'll listen
Cooking up in hells kitchen  hells kitchen
***** fick you and your fake well wi*******ng
I get out of hells kitchen
Hells kitchen  one day

Yeah  omission's usually
An admission to guilt
Hari Kari yourself
All the way to the hilt
You get nothin'  no love
Zip  zero  zilch
We don't mention you lames
Man I be pleadin' the fifth
There's a Judas in every crew
Concealing the kiss
Kiss of death
Let's put the rest all to tedious bits
Fick sake you ***** seminate a feminate trate
******* ***** when could never relate
Nah  cause man you *****s is birds
You learn that at bird school  or somethin'
You eaten that bird food  or somethin'
You sick with that bird flu  or somethin'
That's my word  cause every where I turn
When folks I known for years
That couldn't pronounce my name
And asking me for pics
There's something bout this game
It's somethin' for the *******

It's somethin' for the *******

Forty thousand in my pocket you see it
Another twenty on the way you see it

I got a fish for a dollar you see it

Five hundred for the Js you see it

I get money out the ass you see it

I thought I'd never see the day you see it

They put a price on my head you see it
But they don't ever have to pay you see it

I fell down on my knees and yeah I prayed

Cause heaven seems a million miles away

I dreamed of all the things that I would say

On that day

But for now I'm cooking up in hells kitchen
Hells kitchen

***** fick you and your fake well wi*******ng
Now get out of hells kitchen  hells kitchen

Tell my story I'm just hopin' they'll listen
Cooking up in hells kitchen  hells kitchen

***** fick you and your fake well wi*******ng
I get out of hells kitchen

Hells kitchen  one day