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The coolest nigga wha [x16] Lord please have sympathy And forgive My Cool Young History as The coolest nigga wha [x4] I love the lord But sometimes it's like that I love me more I love the peace and I love the war I love the seas and I love the shore No love for no beach, baby that's lore But she doesnt seed, therefore I spore I trip, I fall, run up and roll I love her with all my heart Every vein every vessel every bullet large With every flower that I ever took apart She said That she would give me greatness Status Placement above all of the others My face would grace covers of the magazines of the hustlers Paper The likes of which that I have never seen SongtexteHer eyes glow green with the logo of our dreams The purpose of our scene An obscene obsession with the bling She would be my queen, I could be her king Together She would make me cool And we would both rule Forever And I would never feel pain And never be without pleasure Ever Again And if the rain stops, and everythings dry She would cry Just so I could drink the tears from her eyes She'll teach me how to fly Even cushion my fall If my engines ever stall And I plummet from the sky But she would keep me high And if I ever die, she would commission my image So her bosom to em Or maybe she'd retire as well A match made in Heaven set the fires in Hell And I'll be The coolest nigga wha [x8] Lord please have sympathy And forgive My Cool Young History as The coolest nigga wha [x4] And so began our reign The trinity Her-n-I-cane No weatherman could ever stand when her and I came Hella hard Umbrella whatever and plowered over Pella pains And pray to god that the floods subside Cause you gon' need a sub 'till he does reply And not one of Jared's You think it's all arid And everythings irey A null supply Which means a another lie inside my endless summer That was just the eye of the unger Felix Cause he is The cleanest Amongst a Younger Outstanding achievein up-n-comers The ones that had dead beat daddys and Work to do mommas But not well enough to keep em from us The ones that were Fightin in class Who might not pass Rap record pressured the laugh in a life not fast Can you feel it (can you feel it) Is what I got asked Do I love her (do I love her) Said I don't know Streets got my heart, Game got my soul One times with sunshine will never hurt your soul Quo To a crying dishonored baby momma whose a momma to a daughter that I had fathered from afar My new lady gave me a Mercedes and a necklace with a solid gold key Like the starter of a car The opener of a door Or two pounds of raw You gave me a baby, but what about lately Then ha ha ha ha ha Right up in her face g There's more fish in the sea I'm on my way to be be The coolest nigga wha [x8] Lord please have sympathy, And forgive My Cool Young History as The coolest nigga wha [x4] Come, these are the tales of The Cool Guaranteed to make you go and fail from your school And seek unholy grails like a fool And hang with the players of the pool Fast talkin of the hustle No Heaven up above you No Hell underneath you And no one will recieve thee So shed no tear When we're not here And keep your faith As we chase The Cool (Cool)[x9] Cooooooooool (Michael Young History is The Cool) Aus Songtexte Mania