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money cuz I always play it cool
Made my girls call me papi when I was in middle school
Gotta watch all her moves, can't get played like a fool
I been

serving two to twenty man I ain't with it
So I keep on moving to the door groove
Shot a ghost in the back to the old school
Back for revenge like a terror

gunned down
Gotta play it safe I ain't tryna take the bum route
Gotta stay alive reach my goals that's the essence
Momma used to work in hospitals yeah

nigga, that is not your move (no, no)
Hard top fine but this drop so cool (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

You saw me pull up in the Cullinan (yuh, yuh)
Watch

When I step out, they like who that, cool that down
I'm the new child, sounding old school, from way back when
If I switch up, it's beast mode, call me

the porch then I jumped in the booth
I used to ride ten speeds now I got a new coupe (yeah)
Young nigga humble but I play it off cool
But don't think this

Butter Knives

Raekwon

Shaolin vs. Wu-Tang

2011

up in the bullet
Stay cool, I got shit, where ya weapon?
Hurricane slammers, earthquake clips and cannons
Back of the building, with the jammers

never acting cool cos I’m hot right (Alright)
We measure the temperature in degrees
If I rap and I go to school that means I sweat a lot right (Alright)

we do
Keep it cool
Them mans stay back
Just facts just facts

Talk on my name yeah
You get fucked up
You get fucked up
Talk on my name yeah
You get

prime
That they're one hell of a time
But I'm just barely getting by

Thought it'd be real cool
Instead I'm paying for school
At a useless job
Living life

instance, how to be persistent
In telling non-whites you can't earn sh-
F- progression, it's the past you must live in
We got the rich and spoiled acting like

spit it, you love it
I just left from Newark
Got bands in my luggage
Play with you rappers, my nigga
This black mack take out my dick
Take a piss

from dusk to dawn
On these streets different set of rules
'Cause you can get outsmarted by the sketchiest dudes
You try to play it cool to win back
What

Ooooo
You’re cool as ever
Your heart it glitters in gold
You make me quiver 
Shiver
Got me like. 
Ooooo
You’re cool as ever
Your heart it glitters in

Old school Twiztid found in the
Rubble of Earth's remains

You don't know how we do things
Shut the door fuckin' say shit
I'm gonna get fuckin fresh

stay in school
I put my lyrics where my notes is
Since a youngin always
Wanted to be in show biz
Perform on every stage and raise yo kids
My lyrics

help bro
Not catch no cases
Can't leave here
I can't be vacant
Gotta stay in my town and make it
Gotta get my cake by baking
Why we screaming out violent

Don't Feel Right

The Roots

Game Theory

2006

And pancakes, chicken and greens and Kool Aid?
When the refrigerator naked and the cupboard is bare
People got to strip naked, stick 'em up in the air
Was it lies

Yeah
Yeah
To the throne
In the hills
All that shit

Salutations sent to all of my idols
I roll my blunts on a Bible, and keep the smoke for my rivals

losing track of time
Just writing down my visions just wasting all these dimes
Stay in line
Go head, graduate from school...
Dont be something that will go

Oh, oh, oh (Myow, myow, nigga)
Bitch
Yeah, ay (Bootay) uh

Uh, It's on you, it's on you, I know it is
Don't play me for no fool
Slide in that bitch

School

Apathy

It's the Bootleg, Muthafuckas! Vol. 1

2003

occupation, but my major in college is gonna be
communications
I'm nice to everybody in school, whether cool, or uncool. I'm neutral
An outstanding pupil like

daughter Root, so I came up with this tune:

Hey Root, there in Finland, you're 8 years old this is cool. That means your dad is subjecting you to this, I

the party
N I do not mean I kilt sumn
Day by day
Work smart not hard  Twouhem
Lee on (leave)with that bullshit cool runnins

Bitches stay lurkin round
Trying