Artist: Lupe Fiasco f/ Jane Album: Food & Liquor II - The Great American Rap Album Pt. 1 Song: Cold War Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Lupe Fiasco] At my brother's Janazah, tears stained sunglassses A Salat with no bows, pallb earer carry you to the car now Chilly day, Mosque on 96 and 3rd New York City way, me and J never left my side Rest like that picture with your pride Who look just like.. Now the city looks less bright, Brooklyn looking less special Don't carry the same weight as when you were on this level You: work in progress from 40 projects, God bless An inspiration and a king They won't know what I mean but this one 'bout to spring Protect it with every feather on the wings So even when it hurts, you'll never feel a thing [Chorus: Jane] Said it's a cold cold war And nobody wins like the government in the U.S.S.R. Cause it's another plachette, nobody cares who you think you are And you can fight it, but there's no defense for what things are Baby grab a jacket, it's a cold cold war [Lupe Fiasco] Let me clarify the chorus And what my cold war is Cause the complexity is enormous Using one of my greatest losses with eyes like faucets To reinforce every single word that I talk with Something about losing things, human beings That reduces things to their most elementary Find yourself where you never meant to be With the energy of memories That's the soul force of what's behind killing me Finding pleasure in the pains Like finding desert in the rain Twisted: how this world can drive you masochistic Question if I'm over it Or if I'm numb because I'm closureless Or my closure's that we all gotta go and shit Rendered emotionless but moving at the speed of running over it Still happy that I opened it [Chorus] [Lupe Fiasco] In the studio writing these words, one after another In memorial of my brother As you listen to the album with Nothing on the cover I imagine that he hovers In the back of his chair Floating right there in the air Nodding his head to the music, I slightly lose it Ask why do I put myself through this Crack a smile, look up at the file The waveforms on the screen of me tryna tell you what I mean But I feel that it's all lost, or maybe that it's all gotta cross Happy with his dedicated song But now he's all gone But he was never there, cause He was everywhere, nowhere and down here Maybe on that judgement day, rise up We'll both open our eyes up, climb up Hoping God forgives us for our tendencies Wipes away our cool young histories [Chorus]