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Heart Made of Ice Video (MV)




Performed By: G de $aint
Language: English
Length: 1:50
Written by: Giancarlo de St. Paer




G de $aint - Heart Made of Ice Lyrics




Frozen to the bone there's darkness in your soul
You're frozen to the bone there's darkness in your soul You're-

Made depression my profession do you need another lesson?
Only way you'll learn is at the end of a Smith & Wesson
Dead Broke Boys ain't messing around no more (more)
G de $aint smokin' a pound Fo' sho' (sho)
Roni go brr pull up we skirt blowing out brains like Kurt uh (uh)
F*ck all this hurt don't follow the herd burnin' down the church uh (uh)
Put one in the temple of the preacher
My blade cuts deeper than the words of the sermon (sermon)

Cold cold heart yeah
Cold cold heart yeah
Cold cold heart yeah
Cold cold yeah yeah

Heart colder than my wrist burying my dick in your bitch then I bury your whole clique (yeah)
You nothin' but a pest nothin' but a tick (tick)
Grab you by the skull and you gettin' squished (squished)
Dead Broke Boys we takin' names put you on the kill list
Nobody touchin' Young $aint 'cause my flows are the illest (illest)
Rat-a-tat-tat trappin' all these rats take em out back then I pop 'em with the strap yeah (strap)
Rat-a-tat-tat rat-a-tat-tat rat-a-tat-tat where you at where you at? (at at)
Rat-a-tat-tat rat-a-tat-tat rat-a-tat-tat where you at where you at?

Haunt me like a ghost that won't leave me alone you're c-
Haunt me like a ghost that won't leave me alone
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Frozen to the bone there's darkness in your soul
You're frozen to the bone there's darkness in your soul You're-

Made depression my profession do you need another lesson?
Only way you'll learn is at the end of a Smith & Wesson
Dead Broke Boys ain't messing around no more (more)
G de $aint smokin' a pound Fo' sho' (sho)
Roni go brr pull up we skirt blowing out brains like Kurt uh (uh)
F*ck all this hurt don't follow the herd burnin' down the church uh (uh)
Put one in the temple of the preacher
My blade cuts deeper than the words of the sermon (sermon)

Cold cold heart yeah
Cold cold heart yeah
Cold cold heart yeah
Cold cold yeah yeah

Heart colder than my wrist burying my dick in your bitch then I bury your whole clique (yeah)
You nothin' but a pest nothin' but a tick (tick)
Grab you by the skull and you gettin' squished (squished)
Dead Broke Boys we takin' names put you on the kill list
Nobody touchin' Young $aint 'cause my flows are the illest (illest)
Rat-a-tat-tat trappin' all these rats take em out back then I pop 'em with the strap yeah (strap)
Rat-a-tat-tat rat-a-tat-tat rat-a-tat-tat where you at where you at? (at at)
Rat-a-tat-tat rat-a-tat-tat rat-a-tat-tat where you at where you at?

Haunt me like a ghost that won't leave me alone you're c-
Haunt me like a ghost that won't leave me alone
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Writer: Giancarlo de St. Paer
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