Lyrics:
I don't think you're unkind
And you're not out of your mind
You see the world as one big comic story
You see things from behind
Your eyes huge by
Behind a little mustache he grew, the shifty brute
All the ones not choking on the words they ate
Are aweating on getting their stories straight
All
of his hand
He wore a big ol' turban wrapped around his head
And a scimitar by his side
And, every evenin', about midnight
He'd jump on his camel
shores behind
So committed, I forgot
Your stories were shallow
Crowns of the void
You hanged a man who played no role
Stories, glints were hanging
I see
Hey, say pimp,
This to everybody stretched out behind the wall,
Countin' days on their calendar,
Flippin' pages, month to month
Hey man, I don't
of his hand
He wore a big ol' turban wrapped around his head
And a scimitar by his side
And, every evenin', about midnight
He'd jump on his camel named
and so do I
I think it’s time you recognize
Hair by Versace, jump out the big body
Pomegranate Maserati, seats green, Wasabi
Tiger blood and emblems
Rose
they get behind my ride
Then they switch lanes to the left side
I'm scoping out the one smoking indo
Coming up fast, rolling down his window
He threw
First they get behind my ride,
Then they switch lanes to the left side
I'm scoping out the one smoking indo
Coming up fast, rolling down his window
He
featuring Blake see Jay Z Mr. Bristal
[Blake C]
What you sayin'?
Roc A Fella (uh huh)
Gener al (uh huh)
B.I.G. (right on)
That's not your job
Now you dead up in the dirt, right? 'Cause that badge is the mob
A big blue gang, how do problems get solved?
By incendiary devices,
did, twenty year old kid
Got off my behind, write me some sweet lines
'Cause one day my story gon' pay
So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be
of the
hunters...
And, of course, as always, the part of Bob the Janitor is played by the
accordion.
Well, that's it for the introductions. And now, the story
cinematic metaphor
Nine years since I did The Incredible True Story
Now let me break down my career through the films in this category
In the backlot,
Look how far we’ve come,
Past the hardships that we’ve conquered day by day
As we leave behind the sad and happy times
We open a new page
Though
ten
My story is rough, my neighbourhood is tough
But I still sport gold, and I'm out to crush
My name is Cool J, I devastate the show
But I couldn't
Felon, fights behind me on the intersection
Sex and drugs my anthology on perfection
Dress superb admired by conspirists
Who wanna try me but ain't high
kinda shitty
Downing a fifth of Henny and
Calmly clutching a semi-auto
Got it pointed at the driver car door
A Volvo pulled up behind him and
They let
past 10
My story is rough, my neighborhood is tough
But I still sport gold, and I'm out to crush
My name is Cool J, I devastate the show
But I
Goin' Where the Wind Blows
Mr. Big
Someone said life is for the takin'
Here I am with my hand out, waiting for a ride
I've been living on my
Now I have a story that I'd like to tell
About this guy you all know him, he had me scared as hell!
He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed
That's why I gotta duck behind Chubb shoulder just to hit the Kush up
Sponsorship dollars is sky high
He be like, "Drake, will you please stop smoking la
it
It's my life just don't know when Imma start it
I'm starting to see things, the way it's suppose to be
Started wit TV but I now I want the big
spine
It's true I may have left my body
But I'm not leaving you behind
Ghost story, and I'm haunting you
Ghost Story!
Cause we still have so much to do
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