‘Cause some things just don’t change
It’s better when they stay the same
Although the whole world knows your name
Some want a bigger stage
They came to see you spit your game, whoa
But it shouldn’t be difficult to explain
Just why you came back again
You hate the fame, love the game
Cold as ice you remain, fuck ’em all
Tell ’em all eat shit, here we go again

Oh!
God damn!
Is it that time again already?
Haha, okay
Y’all don’t look too happy to see me
Fuck, man
Don’t everybody welcome me back at once
All right
Fuck y’all then!

You can get the dick, just call me the ballsack, I’m nuts
Michael Vick in this bitch, dog—fall back, you mutts!
Fuck your worms, you’ve never seen such a sick puppy
Fuck it, a sick duck, I want my duck sicked, mummy
And my nuts licked, gobble ’em up, trick, yummy
Bitch, you don’t fuckin’ think I know that you suck dick, dummy?
You’ll get your butt kicked, fuck all that love shit, honey
Yeah, I laugh when I call you a slut, it’s funny
Shorty, dance, while I diss you to the beat, fuck the words
You don’t listen to ’em anyway, yeah, struck a nerve, sucker
Motherfucker, might as well let my lips pucker
Like Elton John, ’cause I’m just a mean cocksucker
The shit is on ’cause you went and pissed me off
Now I’m shittin’ and pissin’ on everybody
Give a fuck if it’s right or wrong
So puff the Buddha, light a bong, but take a look at Mariah
Next time I inspire you to write a song—come on!

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
I’m as cold as the cold wind blows
When it snows and it’s twenty below
Ask me why, man, I just don’t know
No-no-no, no-no, no
I’m as cold as the cold wind blows
Blow-blow-blows
Blow-blow, blows, oh, oh-oh

Fuck it, I’m a loose cannon, Bruce Banner’s back in the booth
Y’all are sittin’ ducks, I’m the only goose standin’
I’ll set the world on fire, piss on it, put it out
Stick my dick in a circle, but I’m not fuckin’ around
Motherfucker, I’ll show you pussy-footin’
I’ll kick a bitch in the cunt ’til it makes a queef
And sounds like a fuckin’ whoopee cushion
Who the fuck is you pushin’?
You musta mistook me for some sissy soft punk
Lookin’ for some nookie or bosom
Go ahead, fuckin’ hater, push me!
I told you ain’t no fuckin’ way to shush me
Call me a faggot ’cause I hate a pussy
Man the fuck up, sissy, G’s up, all you gardeners freeze up
Put your hoes down, “Shady ease up!
Man, chill!” Nah, I can’t, goddamn it, rap is a landfill
Drop the anvil, these are shoes that you can’t fill
Shit, the day that happens the world will stop spinnin’
And Michael J. Fox’ll come to a standstill
During an earthquake, urine in your face
‘Cause you’re fake Ow! What the fuck? That hurt, wait!
Ow! What the fuck? I just got struck by lightnin’
Alright then, I quit, God, I give up
Call it evil that men do
Lord, forgive me for what my pen do
“This is for your sins, I cleanse you
And you can repent, but I warn you
If you continue, to Hell I’ll send you”
And just then the wind blew, and I said

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
I’m as cold as the cold wind blows
When it snows and it’s twenty below
Ask me why, man, I just don’t know
No-no-no, no-no, no
I’m as cold as the cold wind blows
Blow-blow-blows
Blow-blow, blows, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh

How long will I be this way? Shady until my dyin’ day
‘Til I hang up the mic and it’s time for me to say
“So long,” ’til then, I’ll drop the fuckin’ bombs
Like I missed the pass when I went long
If you don’t like it, you can kiss my ass in a lint thong
Now sing along, slut this, slut that, learn the words to the song
“Oh, bitches don’t like that,” homie, I’ll be nicer to women
When Aquaman drowns and the Human Torch starts swimmin’
Man, I’m a cold soul, I roll solo
So, don’t compare me to them other bums over there
It’s like apples to oranges, peaches to plums, yeah
I’m bananas, pussy, cut off the grapes and grow a pair
But I swear, you try to diss me, I’ll slaughter you
I put that on everything, like everyone does with Auto-Tune
The last thing you want to do is have me spit out a rhyme
And say, “I was writing this and I thought of you,” so

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
I’m as cold as the cold wind blows
When it snows and it’s twenty below
Ask me why, man, I just don’t know
No-no-no, no-no, no
I’m as cold as the cold wind blows
Blow-blow-blows
Blow-blow, blows, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh

I don’t know, I don’t know what caused
I don’t know what caused me to be this way
I don’t know, I don’t know
But I’ll probably be this way ’til my dyin’ day
I don’t know why I’m so, I’m so cold
Mean things I don’t mean to say
I guess this is how you made me