Cold War

## Song by Lupe Fiasco featuring Jane $$$

"**Cold War**" is a song by Lupe Fiasco, released as the 14th track from his fourth studio album, *Food & Liquor II: The Great American Rap Album Pt. 1* (2012).

## Credits

* Alexandria Dobson – additional vocals
* Brian Gardner – masterer
* Carlos McSwain – drums
* Charles "Chilly" Patton – executive producer
* Christopher Brody Brown – writer, producer, programmer
* Darrale Jones – producer
* Jane $$$ – vocals, writer
* Joe Peluso – recording engineer
* Larrance Dopson – writer, producer, programmer
* Simon "SimonSayz" Morel – recording
* Wasalu "Lupe Fiasco" Jaco – vocals, writer, executive producer

## Lyrics

**Lyrics**
[Verse 1]

At my brother's Janazah

Tears stained sunglassses

A Salat with no bows

Pallbearer carry you to the car now

Chilly day, Mosque on 96 and 3rd

New York City way, me and Jay never left my side

Rest like that picture with your pride

Who look just like...

Now the city looks less bright

Brooklyn looking less special

Don't carry the same weight

As when you were on this level

You: work in progress from 40 projects, God bless

An inspiration and a king

They won't know what I mean but this one 'bout to spring

Protect it with every feather on the wings

So even when it hurts, you'll never feel a thing

[Chorus]

Said it's a cold cold war

Ain't nobody wins like the government

In the U.S.S.R

'Cause this is all for shares

Nobody cares

Who you think you are

And you can fight it, but there's no defense

For what things are

Baby grab a jacket

It's a cold, cold...

[Verse 2]

Let me clarify the chorus

And what my cold war is

'Cause the complexity is enormous

Using one of my greatest losses with eyes like faucets

To reinforce every single word that I talk with

Something about losing things, human beings

That reduces things to their most elementary

Find yourself where you never meant to be

With the energy of memories

That's the soul force of what's behind killing me

Finding pleasure in the pains

Like finding desert in the rain

Twisted: how this world can drive you masochistic

Question if I'm over it

Or if I'm numb because I'm closureless

Or my closure's that we all gotta go and shit

Rendered emotionless but moving at the speed of running over it

Still happy that I opened it

[Chorus]

Said it's a cold cold war

Ain't nobody wins like the government

In the U.S.S.R

'Cause this is all for shares

Nobody cares

Who you think you are

And you can fight it, but there's no defense

For what things are

Baby grab a jacket

It's a cold, cold...

[Verse 3]

In the studio writing these words, one after another

In memorial of my brother

As you listen to the album with

Nothing on the cover

I imagine that he hovers

Right in the back of this chair

Floating right there in the air

Nodding his head to the music, I slightly lose it

Ask why do I put myself through this

Crack a smile, look up at the file

The waveforms on the screen of me tryna tell you what I mean

But I feel that it's all lost, or maybe that it's all gotta cross

Happy with his dedicated song

But now he's all gone

But he was never there, 'cause

He was everywhere, nowhere and down here

Maybe on that judgement day, rise up

We'll both open our eyes up, climb up

Hoping God forgives us for our tendencies

Wipes away our cool young histories

[Chorus]

Said it's a cold cold war

Ain't nobody wins like the government

In the U.S.S.R

'Cause this is all for shares

Nobody cares

Who you think you are

And you can fight it, but there's no defense

For what things are

Baby grab a jacket

It's a cold, cold...

[Outro]

Ride around, you know what I'm saying

All over the world right? I mean, everywhere

I mean we just disappear and just come back

I feel like we can just put him anywhere

He'd find his way back home, y'know'm saying

Another random thing's that consequence to me

But maybe to you, not much

But with that said, the reason behind me

Why I do what I does, love

Just riding around bumping that, uh

Either Jay or Nas, or me

He used to tell em like "yeah you alright"

But you ain't fucking with my man

It was always like that, so

Drop a little for you, let it bump

This that Esco music, it's that Esco music

Bumping with my Esco music, that raw

See you on the other side, As-Salamu Alaykum