Cold

[Intro]
Why ya gotta be so cold?
Hold ya head up, oo-oo
Why ya gotta be so cold?
Hold ya head up, oo-oo (Hold ya head up)

[Verse]
Listen
I’m Chi stellar from the fringes
I’m from the city where connected strangers form hinges
We blended
But we don't blend in
Corners suspended
Black and brown pretty pendants
Hang from banisters and them backyards
Bars, churches, lake front and packed cars
Back in the day, I was at Ford City mall
Puffy coat and all
Hair permed and dolled up
To the dudes when they called, I responded
Now I stay silent to the cat callin'
I claw at your invitation
I don't respect the imitation
I'm homespun
And I speak truth like Cone did
Voice for the voiceless, love wins
I see these ice cold streets, grumblin'
But where's the produce? They can't afford an onion
Food deserts in the hood, no good
Undernourished, lighters and no wood
But some keep 'em warm
Here's a shout out
To the urban gardeners planting night out
And day in
To the moms and fathers
Getting no sleep, no zen, no hours
Some talking just ‘ice’
I'm talking justice
Blues sensibility like C West
Spread that holy mischief, come up on ya like a real pest
I come up on ya like a real pest

[Chorus]
The fight is strong and the wait’s been long and the feelings gone
Where did the feeling go?
I wanna know
People fake smiling
The walls they keep writing the same old sad story
At war within ourselves
The lies we are told
Are so hard to let go
But our hearts will remain cold
If we don’t, mm-mm

[Outro]
Why ya gotta be so cold?
Hold your head up, oo-oo