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Give Up The Ghost The Ice Age Is Coming

A cold world is one where you think hope's alive. Where "friends" aren't really "friends", where love CAN'T survive. A cold world is one where life takes

valley of the dollar, we rejoice For plastic is the currency of choice And beauty born is strictly for the birds Your cash is fine but credit is preferred

of how they sellin' work to fiends Then I, switch thugs into soldiers Those that have given up on God to praise J Hova (Damn!) The rap Ice Age is over

of how they sellin' work to fiends Then I, switch thugs into soldiers Those that have given up on God to praise J Hova (Damn!) The rap Ice Age is over