Cold as Steel

I thought I told you don’t come round here no more,
Walk back through that door,
You don’t want to know the score,
This is real, its cold as steel,

…

This is real, its cold as steel,

…

I just layed out my suitcase on the floor
I just walked through that door,
You don’t want to know the score,
This is real, its cold as steel,

Here me out,

This is real, its cold as steel,

Mad skill, adil

No excuses for the law,
I’m broke; don’t mean I’m poor,
I already know the score,
This is real, its cold as steel,

Here me out,

This is real, its cold as steel,

…

I’m always falling on the floor,
Since the age of four,
I so realise the score
This is real, its cold as steel,

Here me out,

This is real, its cold as steel,

Mad skill, adil

(Copyright. Adil Chaudry. 2008)