Super Cold Lyrics - Friend Of The People - Lupe Fiasco

Cold blooded, chilly skin 

Can't touch it like your front wheel when it's wheely-ing 

Wanna see Chilly free like Free Willy friend 

Wanted to see Free Willy really swim 

I'm super cold, my jacket thin 

I'm two below like a marching band 

That means I'm super-deep, you surface skim 

I'm the whole thing, you niggas 2% 

Put em up on that carton, I think I'm losing em 

Bring all those St. Bernards in 

Let's get some booze in them 

You know them dogs with them barrels on they neck 

And I'mma keep it cool like airholes on a Tec 

I be moving birds like a scarecrow's on the set 

Part dope-ass nigga, an old man winter 

Christmastime diamond singing carols on my chest 

Step up off the jet 

Looking like a Pharaoh in the flesh 

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I'm super-cold! 

I'm super-cold, my freezer deep 

My cooler closed: air-conditioned seats 

I don't trust them niggas, they conviction weak 

They be thawing out, my commitment keeps 

12 months, hope that well jumps 

Seems like selling souls, is havin' sales bumps 

I be in to win while your sales slump 

Your chances getting slim, mine on their 12th brunch 

And they smell lunch: Hercules Klump 

Throw my weight around 

Ain't left the scale once 

Always bear in mind: even with your white fur 

We still polar opposites: you ice picks to icebergs 

I'm colder than Universal Soldier 

Angel on my back everywhere I'm at 

Niggas don't believe it just when I lay it down 

And when I get back up and see my angel on the ground.. 

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Chicken soup for souls, now who could use a bowl? 

Don't be salty now, trying to reduce my snow 

Cause I just move em out: Ice Man 

Fresh out a mutant school 

I ain't no student though 

Black Shaun White and he skis, and he skates 

And he leaves all types of cold tracks all behind me 

And you can follow those if you ever wanna find me 

Better dress warm or you might end up like the Shining 

Not that boy or that lady, but that nigga gone crazy 

Pretty damn amazing: I can't get out 

So I'm forced to ride this elevator anywhere it takes me 

But when I hit my flow, I'mma open up that door 

Won't be 3 stacks or your cousin, but just that super cold