The Pulse Lyrics - The Cold Corner 2 - Lloyd Banks

Still don't nothing move but the mula, A-Bomb (er) with my timer 

Share my views with the jeweler 

Gym star, cut off your tubes, who wanna scuba 

Dive in these water, piranha'll chew through ya 

Might chase straight to the lamb, skip the scooter 

"Boogie' Nights" days, Hood in my hand iliftin' Buddha 

Just a light phase, loner in this world you can all freeze 

Beat it with yo' small keys, I leave em when I cross seas 

Stylin saying what I want, I got the right to 

I hear the talk, but bet that money comin' in a cycle 

Smack a hater with my off hand, cold as an orphan 

Kill me, you gotta kill the niggas holdin' up my coffin 

And I'm flossing, Ain't no trappin me, wide as abortions 

Get up off him, and realize that we just talking 

In my truck Benz, Camera Park lens with the stock rims 

Hit the pedal with my dark timbs, make the car spin 

We ain't never had shit so everyday a holiday 

Holdin' like a Brink truck, change like I got away 

Fuck em all all night, but they don't get the time of day 

Big ol' diamonds out to play, kill em, I'm behind the K 

Talent & a dream, I'm a will of the come 

Don't care where they from, None em niggas iller then son 

I'm peeling for fun, Rapping sour feeling in some 

They dealing with crumbs, my cult followings in the slums 

I ain't a breath of fresh air, I'm a hammer to the solar plex 

Holding up the city, damn I need a shoulder stretch 

Brick full of gold already, working on the boulder next 

They awesome when they talking, Bin Laden when it happened 

I'm swagging, big body draggin' through Manhattan 

Yeah I'm independent but I'm living like I'm platinum 

What happened? Your paper fabricating through your rapping 

And I money bag draggin', player, hater, grab aspirin 

You slacking, here's a heat streak you've never seen 

Heating adds fuel to the fire, fool you the kerosene 

Needle in my body, I'm forever Queens 

Ghetto nigga, truth filled boots in my leather Queen 

Heading green and meddling, my cheddar scream 

Loud as a rape victim, I'm picking off your petty team 

My style a loaded magazine, infrareded beam 

Lean, just a lil to the left, let' er check my fresh! 

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