Tablature At The Gates - Cold (2)
At The Gates - Cold (2)
Title: Cold
Subtitle:
Artist: At The Gates
Album: Slaughter Of The Soul
Author: Kim Proos
Copyright: Kim Proos (kim.proos@telia.com)
Tabled by:
Instructions:
Notices: This tab is a remake of Cold's soft part.
Tempo: 140 BPM
Tracks: 4
Instruments:
Bars: 17
Tabs: At The Gates - Cold (2).gp4
Subtitle:
Artist: At The Gates
Album: Slaughter Of The Soul
Author: Kim Proos
Copyright: Kim Proos (kim.proos@telia.com)
Tabled by:
Instructions:
Notices: This tab is a remake of Cold's soft part.
Tempo: 140 BPM
Tracks: 4
Instruments:
Bars: 17
Lyric
[Chorus:]Warm days warm nights
But I feel so cold coold
Living my life on the line it's out of control (trool)
Don't you question only tax rule
Money haffi mek that's how we been grown and
By enemies we haffi defend we own
But still we nah go sell we soul
[Verse 1:]
Mi ask dem
Have you ever slept on the street
Have you ever born will without food to eat
Well have you eva
Run when gunshot a beat
Hard time when mek police a buss di shot a you will be tweet
Well have you eva stand up inna war
Neva run nor retreat and
Put it pon your enemies till dem get defeat
If you don't know you really nuffi speak
Is like you lock up
Inna di sheet inna di toilet some a eat
Mi tell dem
[Chorus:]
Warm days warm nights
But I feel so cold coold
Living my life on the line it's out of control (trool)
Don't you question only tax role
Money haffi mek that's how we been grown and
By enemies we haffi defend we own
But still we nah go sell we soul
[Verse 2:]
Well meh mi tell you some
Straight man a no shotta just a hungry hungry brodda
And if you ramp with mi food
You a go getta a couple of copper yo
A just a we born and grow
Defend we own by enemies weh wi know
So when you see a likkle hungry face don't lock yuh gate
Cause anytime you see a hungry face you cyaan escape
And a tret we a send nah badmind we a defend
But if you have betta we need it fi survive we're comin in
[Chorus:]
Warm days warm nights
But I feel so cold coold
Living my life on the line it's out of control (trool)
Don't you question only tax rule
Money haffi mek that's how we been grown and
By enemies we haffi defend we own
But still we nah go sell we soul
[Verse 3:]
Mi ask dem
Have you ever slept on the street
Have you ever born will without food to eat
Well have you eva
Run when gunshot a beat
Hard time when mek police a buss di shot a you will be tweet
Well have you eva stand up inna war
Neva run nor retreat and
Put it pon your enemies till dem get defeat
If you don't know you really nuffi speak
Is like you lock up
Inna di sheet inna di toilet some a eat
Mi tell dem
[Chorus:]
Warm days warm nights
But I feel so cold coold
Living my life on the line it's out of control (trool)
Don't you question only tax role
Money haffi mek that's how we been grown and
By enemies we haffi defend we own
But still we nah go sell we soul
[Verse 4:]
Well meh mi tell you some
Straight man a no shotta just a hungry hungry brodda
And if you ramp with mi food
You a go getta a couple of copper yo
A just a we born and grow
Defend we own by enemies weh wi know
So when you see a likkle hungry face don't lock yuh gate
Cause anytime you see a hungry face you cyaan escape
And a tret we a send nah badmind we a defend
But if you have betta we need it fi survive we're comin in
[Chorus:]
Warm days warm nights
But I feel so cold coold
Living my life on the line it's out of control (trool)
Don't you question only tax rule
Money haffi mek that's how we been grown and
By enemies we haffi defend we own
But still we nah go sell we soul