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Cold World Refuse To Lose

I got so much trouble on my mind. Refuse to lose. Here's your ticket to a cold world that's wicked. I never cared. I never knew. Until I found I was someone

ah You know the dope-choppin, gun-poppin, homies dyin I'm amongst it, save the war stories for Private Ryan, INI Chorus [Common] Yo check it yo Women cry, children laugh, men dance I refuse to lose

I refuse to lose, I want the walkin' G shoes Spit at you about these issues, I bless you I'm not here to diss you, the issue is relevent This cold world

no pausin' full outstanders ghetto supporters Hook: I got so much trouble on my mind, "refuse to lose" I got so much trouble on my mind, "refuse to lose

[ Swano ] Just another midnight hour Enjoying the cold of a dark winter night I see the darkness devour Everything that once was light And the stars

in this World I'm the bold one dreaming up irresponsible fun. You don't see me healing the forgotten ones. Everybody's useless majesty, Everybody refuse

sweet justice for your wasted life. Right now, no doubt, in a world of pain, no way out. Be still, can't refuse, in a world of shame, born to lose. No

stabilise world economy. The purchase of further Exocets and the development of nuclear potential Should do much for world economy, but very little for world

pain in me I refuse the tools and just want to break the rules ... trying to explain... in a damn blind world this is all a mistake! I lose my fantasy