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Cold in the Ends by Junior

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Cold in the Ends by Junior - UK Drill music cover art

Cold in the Ends

UK Drill

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Yeah, It’s cold in the ends, trust me, HMF, Junior Dream, Skull
Man’s still like a duck in the feds, Black tracksuit when I step with the dreads, No love for the ops, we aim for the heads, One wrong move, get left on the meds, Ice in my veins, no feelings bred,
They talk on the net but hide in the shed, We run through blocks like marathons, Big stick kick like cow boots on, Cold nights, man slept with a heater, Whole gang hungry, belly on seizure, Still get paid off a phone, no meter, Talk on my name, your block gets neater
It’s cold in the ends, Mask on face when we ride with the skengs, No fake friends, Trust no soul when the road don’t bend, We slide, we glide, no words get sent, Pull up one time, leave holes in the tent, It’s cold in the ends, It’s cold in the ends
It’s cold in the ends, Slide in the ride, black tint, no face, Man try run, got laced in the chase, We don’t do talk, no verbal phase, We pull up live, let the teeth embrace, Hood too tight, no prints, no trace, Bros in the back with a chrome in place, Four in a clip, two burst in grace, The other two spin if the first don’t taste, No fake love, man seen betrayal, Still move weight like Jim with a pill, OT trips on the late night rail, Came back home with the cash and the bill
It’s cold in the ends, Mask on face when we ride with the skengs, No fake friends, Trust no soul when the road don’t bend, We slide, we glide, no words get sent, Pull up one time, leave holes in the tent, It’s cold in the ends, It’s cold in the ends
It’s cold in the ends, Ends too mad, can’t trust your brethren, Heard he’s talking with feds, that’s deaden, One in the head if the snakes start shedding, Don’t test me, my temper’s reddened, Big Rambo, that’s chef, no kitchen, Step in the field, this drill’s no pitching, Op boy run, he trips, start twitching, Now he’s on the floor like Wi-Fi glitching, Whole team move like wolves on prey, Night or day, won’t care, no way, Mask on tight when we enter the fray, Step back out like nothing to say
It’s cold in the ends, Mask on face when we ride with the skengs, No fake friends, Trust no soul when the road don’t bend, We slide, we glide, no words get sent, Pull up one time, leave holes in the tent, It’s cold in the ends, It’s cold in the ends
Money on my mind, don’t chase no dreams, Still got beef with the feds and the scheme, Hearts all black, no love, no gleam, Cold in the ends, man′s born in the steam, Flip that pack, got the fiends all keen, If I go broke then the block turns mean, Hollow point tip, made a whip lean lean, Now the whole world talk bout what they seen, Life in the trenches, can′t move sloppy, Everyday stress got a man feel cocky, Still keep one in the sock, no stocky, Cold in my soul till the grave can lock me,
It′s cold in the ends, Mask on face when we ride with the skengs, No fake friends, Trust no soul when the road don′t bend, We slide, we glide, no words get sent, Pull up one time, leave holes in the tent, It′s cold in the ends, It′s cold in the ends