Artist: Vakill feat. E.C. Illa aka WhiteFolks & Payroll
Album: Molemen Chicago City Limits Vol. 2
Song: Cold War Remix
Typed by: wardedout

WhiteFolks Verse:

I'm passed out in a stash house with the lights phone and the gas out
Need a hand out in this bad drought man tell me what the fuck that bout
Never had clout but a half ounce of that pain and that struggle
And these few bucks in my sock that I be strainin to juggle
Got me a name in the Jungle a little fame on the Low End
I'm also known on Division cause I'm developed and growin
My life been hell bent and broken but Folks still down for the lic
Wanna act a clown in this bitch end up gagged and bound for that brick
In a '88 Crown to the Vic comin up on Damen and Estes
I'm baggin up shake before breakfast cause I'm impatient and restless
They say my nation is wreckless I say my nation committed
Yall say CWAL is the rawest based on the shit we done spitted
I aint on shit I admit it I keep it hopeless and gritty
If you aint notice we strictly bogush in the coldest of cities
Ya see my motives is really gutta I'm souless with 50 others
Who ready to go to war against all of you pretty fuckas
Now what hoe!