Warm Words

It's a cold night Listen [Verse 1] Sometimes it's senseless, sometimes it's a witness Them streets and them classrooms can beat you senseless Sometimes those paid to enforce the rules don't play by them We stay violent On a cold day with headphones enjoying some Coldplay Pondering them happenings let's see what the Lord say Inquire 'bout slots in heaven next to Trayvon, Oscar, and Emmett Lord I'm just curious I don't know if they in it I know how they life ended Got me seekin repentance from my desire for vengeance While I pound these mics afor the po po to take another young life And can be assured they salvation secure [Hook] Just some warm words for them cold nights Offer warm words for the cold nights Such a cold night Just some warm words for them cold nights Warm words, cold nights [Verse 2] That's why we write, for the abused For the accused, battered and bruised Two-by-two sit-inners We desire service, treat us like citizens And we write to encourage exodus Like yes we are still slaves Like every time you make it rain they giggle You put yourself on auction blocks And we write to give you warms words for cold nights To outright outwrite ya Live outright righteous Right out your front door and write to explore The right to explore cause people need more And we should just ignore they plans for war And bless the amendments despite our pigment And never claim ignant intent is intense My grandpop on mom's side lived in tents An outright Indian, a king among men We are torn rip cords, y'all can't afford to ignore it Cracks in the shingle before the storm pour in That's why we write [Hook] Just some warm words for them cold nights Offer warm words for the cold nights Such a cold night Just some warm words for them cold nights Warm words, cold nights [Verse 3] And I swore in salt and ink on the grave of ancestors Rep that name Ancient of Days and change that game and Impact spit that in fact grip that mic'phone with the truth In the midst of the twist and turns and scars and burns We ain't the lookin back type, buckle up and hold tight Oldest roller coaster open eyes both hands up called life Can't get enough of it Lovin it when cold nights are more like slumber parties on Neptune We are not left alone Held by faith alone That's a no brainer 5 sola soldier Usher in a legion of selfless rhyme-throwers on a cold night