It’s a cold world, better pack your own heat.
Redman, “Mi Casa,” Blackout!, 1999
It’s a cold world, better pack your own heat.
Microphone checka, swingin’ sword lecture,
Closin’ down the sector, supreme neck protector.
Better warn ‘em kid…Mr. Meth’s a boiling pot
About to blow his lid from the pressure.
I scored 1.1 on my SAT,
And still push a whip with a right and left AC.