Lyrics:
what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves
So hey, we brought
randos
I wanna live by the law, but still think like a vandal
I wanna get exercise, but I'm too lazy to workout
I want all the finer things, but don't
the barrel
So that means that I'm clean
And I'm so cool I can nut ice cream
Now, how you want it? When you want it?
Come get up on it
If you get it, you
Whack niggas sleep rappin' and woke up in trouble
Whack niggas with that sleep rap and then woke up in trouble
You were cool ten years ago, your
was lost here
Wings clipped by the grip of 80 milligram sniffs of Oxycontin
Everyday through the nostrils
Never went away, never does it stop there
what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves
So hey, we brought
Opens her eyes to starlight
She moves with the cool of moonlight
Losing the day, finding her way to me
And Sunny sleeps late in the morning
a record of some type"
I said, "man, the hype behind run-d.m.c. and cool j
What the fuck makes you think they're gonna give us a play?"
We did a few shows
I wore a troop track suit, British Knights shoes, Kangol hat like LL Cool's
Before I was 'avin it, 'avin it large
They nicked the BMX from out my
it
The day to day can become such a trip
The mediocre can make you lose your grip
It's all on you and what you've got
You can play it cool
sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days were long
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
We fell in a field, it seems
and my Grand Old Earth goodbye
[SX] Cool, I guess we're splittin
Is there anything I'm forgettin?
Let me check my room, oh yeah there goes my
Cut by the scars of timeless coming back
Realize the unreachable is nothing
Cool winds wash down your hope and you slipped
Cool winds wash down your
nothin' but frown
Feelin' my belly and don't come around
Had to be pushin' that bope by the pound
Go with da folk that be pullin' a bitch
Not to popular
Cool-ass Al, he got a badge from the neighborhood yo
Fly police car, the ninety-two model, now check it out
Now Al used to rob, used to smoke,
That's why I can't fit up in these jeans (in these jeans)
Watch me, you know I like to move that (move that)
The heat wave make you wanna cool back (cool
a little ice in it, yeah
Ha oh, just a little bit of that, yeah
A little ice, make it cool, baby
Yeah, baby, just fix you up
A little old drink, that's
punk, slack up.
Watch your weak posse before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by, Yo P
[Parrish]
What's Up E.D.?
Pass
the knotty-headed nigga, rollin' right
Blunts by the boxes, I smuggle the chocolate thai to get me high when
I ran through more niggas, than any kid that was
the roof
Raise the roof because it's all on fire
Not done by the sun or electrical wire
Not done by sons stricking matches with
by your side?
Every night I fall asleep with you
And I wake up alone
And even though I'm not as cool as Han
I still wanna be your man
You're
empty
So he yelled, "oh, heck"
"Heck," said the rebel
Well, the Dean walked by
Just as that occurred
He said, "you can get expelled
For what I just
We got no rules in here
One by one, we're losing here
Reckless, stressed, and super weird
With heavy heads as souvenirs
We got no rules in here
The mic was passed and that's when I found out
(People from everywhere watchin the show)
(You're intrigued by the way I do my thing)
(People from
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