two kids step in a bank, armed to shoot it up
& the only testimony is vague not good enough
for the cops to determine the murderer: who did what
both dressed to kill - masked and hooded up
let me see some hands in the air faster put em up
these kids been on the wrong path since school been up
used to have no class since they quit class, they movin up
looked in envy at the kids dressed to kill with the newest stuff
two volcanos the lava would soon erupt
one pulled the trigger by mistake and he screwed it up
the cops will catch up with them soon enough
though they're dressed to kill like track stars runnin to jupiter
but the moon is up
so they stay and fight ever since the upbringing the youths were tough
the night's peaceful until the boys in blue showed up
all dressed to kill and that's what they're doing now

(it's a) cold world- better get dressed to kill
warm blood - specially freshly spilled
cotton - picked with the best of deals
slavery -that's how the west was built

two kids and their family leaving their roof above
a pot a cook but the food no nuff
in our country we're hunted we're punished whenever the mood is such
some dress to kill another military coup d'estats
that's we gotta move on up
to the countries in the north where they euroshop
streets full of cars and the stores yo they full of stuff
ladies dressed to kill but their beauty cost
in an office a man say there ain't no foolin us
behind his desk all day only knowing computer love
sendin em back home with a sorry but the rules are tough
he's dressed to kill - black tie and suited up
then when the moon is up
the family decide to stay and fight and the youths are tough
but peaceful until the boys in blue showed up
all dressed to kill and that's what they're doing now

(it's a) cold world- better get dressed to kill
warm blood - specially freshly spilled
cotton - picked with the best of deals
slavery -that's how the west was built

we all getting dressed up for the feast
in all forms of uniforms of brutality
all down from the west & up to the east
wolves howlin at the moon it's such lunacy
ready to slaughter the children again
a son another daughter we kill them again
cus we wanna look good we wanna follow the trends
wheel it up and bring it back again and again
ready to slaughter the children again
a son another daughter we kill them again
cus we wanna look good we wanna follow the trends

it's such a cold world- better get dressed to kill
warm blood - specially freshly spilled
cotton - picked with the best of deals
slavery -that's how the west was built