Cold Chillin' Cold Chillin' (其他)

Cold face cold legs

Walk three blocks and pay two bucks

One bold sign

Interference on the line waiting twenty minutes time every time

Transfer at Bedford

Twenty more Manhattan bound

Ten billion kids

I am happy with my flaws I am happier when no one is around

And everybody looks around to blame our Brooklyn burning down

On white kids hipsters students but we act like we're not one of them

It's easy just use your eyes to judge

And go back to your powder d**gs

I'm no better

Smile while pushing through the crowd

A round for friends

Find a corner at the bar aberrations in a real confusing town