Lyrics:
the haters on the sidelines, The Rulers Back
I hear 'em talking see them staring at me
And I am who I am, I'mma be what I be
And if that don't please you,
killer, Eléphant man
Capleton, Banton, Beenie man
Ravalent leur joint, se rasent la tête
Préparent le bûcher pour la fête de
Brian Williamson
Etre
S'époumone à vouloir brûler
Les petites hommes, les fillettes
Les petites frappes ou les tapettes
Bounty killer, Elephant man
Capleton, Banton, Beenie man
way I do
School kid, the cool slid
and I rule wid, still shoot wid my 2, kid
Ain't no way on Earth to faze Rick, the man plays with wit
Eras-ed the man
Well, dig a little deeper in the well, boys
Dig a little deeper in the well
If you want a good cool drink of water
You better dig a little deeper
I'm Getting The Moolah
Pretender Keeping It Cool Man Shiid Done Paid I Blast Your Medulla
Back In The Booth Like I'm Back cs c Fool Back In The Stu cnd
you want to run cool, you got to run
On heavy, heavy fuel
My chick loves a man who's strong
The things she'll do to turn me on
I love the babes,
she sweet like candy
Time flies by
When it's you and I
Girl I try
To make you love me cause I'm not cool
Five star binder back in Highschool
Writing
Spark it up
Baby, let's spark it up, now pass it left
Spark it up man
We smoked the best
Spark it up
Now pass it left
Spark it up
Yeah
Shit, yo,
Some days i need to cool down but i scream 2x
Some days i need to cool down with ice cream
Some days i need to cool down but I scream
But I scream
who know me dutty wine to Beenie Man all about Romie
I be on the low but I'm a secret you can tell cuz I want Chanel
And to cash app my bitches,
with some money, man
C'mon man, be cool, man
Y'all Mexicans always come with this shit
Yo, Dre! Kick in the bass!
Ooh, that's funky, that's funky
the big man them weh claim say that them rule
Them try fi dis Jah program them look like fool
'Cause anytime them hear Jah name the whole a dem haffi cool
and that one that says orgy
And, by the way, I need something for my woman]
Sure, I got guy packets [Cool, give me some of em]
Now let me tell you how
know me
Cool is back, give some skin, lay it on me
Groovy you could call it
Hip, yeah you could call we
Fikky sticky fingers stuck us, loot junkies
man the levee broke
So Dope, bars take you higher than an edible
There she go
Same one that bring you hope
But will crack a joke
Blow the smoke
this a cool j, aye
Ima need a wiz pack while I'm gone
Three fifty on the bench press ima need it strong
Lift it right up off my chest 2 rips from
(Mumbling)
Draco on me
One man army
Smoke biscotti
Sippin' muddy
Draco on me
One man army
Sippin' muddy
Smoke Biscotti
They all wanna talk
I'ma leave
areas and times in our life
But my time as a young boy growing up with my family, reinforced by vast wealth
Indulgence, and excessive comfort
The Bakunawa
escaped slavery ain't going back
Some folks are still racist and some folks are mad
Cause it the past they made their business by owning blacks
Now these
hit you
Soon as you said it, you regret it
I keep my chest like gas stations unleaded, fuck you
Shit's Breaking Bad in the hood, man
It's all good
I remember house parties in the south side cool cats dancing to drive-bys
Didn't realize at the time that I had nine lives and my beefs were never
My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my JVC
with some money, man
C'mon man, be cool, man
Y'all Mexicans always come with this shit
Yo, Dre! Kick in the bass!
Ooh, that's funky, that's funky
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