2 DEGREES ft. M. Stacks Lyrics

Alright

Check it out

Check it out

You know what the fuck it is

Pittsburgh

It's 2 degrees outside

In gym shorts

I just took a cold shower

It's The Yellow Ghost of Highland Park

My heart gets colder by the hour

I'm hiding in the dark

Looking for another soul I might devour

It could be your kids pussy no mercy I leave them dead

I'm a monster so

I know they wouldn't give a fuck if I was

I'll be prowling with a Pirates jersey glowing

White Air Force Ones floating over fences

So they don't touch the ground

I walked from the bottom of the Southside

In the winter

Up to Mount Washington in a pair of Vans when it's cloudy

I was down and out

2015

A lot of moments weren't my proudest

Now I walk around knowing I'm the coldest

Better invest in a vest and coat

The winters get cold but I'm still smiling

While I'm smoking this shit I just got shipped from Colorado

Driving with a joint and bag of pre rolled in the console

Got two DUI's smoking and driving

I did 100 days violating probation

Got lost in a pill bottle

First job downtown

Used to sell weed and lotto

Had my first taste of dope at 15 and said fuck the law

I'm a rare breed

Oakland School

McKee Place and Bates mother fucker

You know where I'm from

You know where I'm from

Cradle to the grave could've folded but I got strong

They told me never say never, and I keep tripping over tricks of the devil but wont fall

If only I knew in 2009 what I know now

Everything we've been through

I just look back with a cold heart

That's why my soul floats in the park

All through winter, spring, summer, fall

And through the alley ways when it gets dark

I know so many thought I'd never be shit

I lost it all

Still followed my heart man I must be dreaming

They're probably like "what the fuck is he thinking"

I've been working on verses every time there's a spare minute

So I'm recording at home while everybody's out drinking

Ever since 2006 dreamed about legit business

So many taxes evaded the IRS wont get a cent of

People thought I was a loser now I only fuck with winners

Eat pussy rappers for dinner, and pick the bones like it's chicken

Born sinner

Thank God

Fuck organized religion

Fuck the judges, every CO at Venango County Prison

Owned privately by another bunch of hypo-critic Christians

You might want us to fry

But we're immortalized through this, and it's time you know your not shit or worth a piss

You'll never find me stuck in your fuckin broken system again

Smoke a joint for my old celly they sent to the penitentiary

You know what the fuck it is

Welcome to my city its Pittsburgh bitch

You know where I'm from

Cradle to the grave could've folded but I got strong

They told me never say never, and I keep tripping over tricks of the devil but wont fall

If only I knew in 2009 what I know now

Everything we've been through

I just look back with a cold heart

That's why my soul floats in the park

All through winter, spring, summer, fall

And through the alley ways when it gets dark