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Many people still aren't hip to the brilliance of Lupe Fiasco storytelling ability. More specifically, The story of The Cool. So what I have Done is taken every song related to the story and put them in order to help guide you through the tale of The Cool. I have included verse's and bolded or italicized parts of the song that are important to remember. So lets begin.
Lupe Fiasco - Real Recognize Real
OK lets start with the characters in the Story of "The Cool".
First verse introduces Michael Young History
They say real recognize real
The dollar bill will exercise our ills...E
Frauds is thoroughly camouflaged and fatigued in the field
Be careful who you believe, the pills
Is dealed like flaccid, proceeds go towards the buying of Caprice Classics
With the wheels to match it, so they can mack it
Like an automatic weapon steppin' off into traffic
Like, check him, tears roll down the eyes
Of the rides inside of a funeral procession
Here lies, with X's in his eyes, the unguided misdirected
Squad cars roll past and laugh
Second verse introduces The Streets
They say the streets is a demon in a dress
Wit dollar signs in her eyes and semen on her breath (UH!)
Scantly clad, no panties, deep throating in an alley
Aging badly in sunglasses she pretty
Slain boyfriend names is tattooed on her titties
Sprinkling greed ignorance and envy inside of a Philly
Hennessey tears, ass'll bring ya enemy's here
Flirt wit her flaws till you run up in her raw
Third verse introduces The Game (best verse in the song imo)
They say the game has the belly of a beast
Blunts for fingers and hollow tips for teeth
Wire taps for ears, Nike Airs for feet
Blasphemy for prayers, a system for a heart
Rap music for beats, heroin for a son and its married to The Streets
Crack pipes for lungs, and he never sleeps
Just spies, wit dice in his eyes
Loves life cuz he likes when it dies
Wit a baking soda soul, he cough up pleasure
Clothes made out of dollar bills that he sewed together
He knows, he's clever, jealous his house
All the liquor that's poured out, goes right in his mouth
Rides around on a stray bullet;
Wit prostitutes, pimps, dope dealers and killers tied to it to pull it
A TV in his head, stripper slides down his legs
And he's known to ride around wit feds, and he's OUT THERE
Now lets look at Michael's early life
Second Verse
So he said to him
"I want you to be a father
I'm your little boy and you don't even bother
Like "brother" without the R
And I'm starting to harbor
Cool and food for thought
But for you I'm a starver
Starting to use red markers on my work
My teacher say they know I'm much smarter
But I'm hurt
I used to hand my homework in first
Like I was the classroom starter
Burst to tears
Let them know he see us Now I'm fighting in class
Got a note last week that say I might not pass
Kids ask me if my daddy is sick of us
Cause you ain't never pick me up
You see what my problem is?
That I don't know where my poppa is
No positive male role model
To play football and build railroad models
It's making a hole you've been digging it
Cause you ain't been kicking it
Since I was old enough to hold bottles
Wasn't supposed to get introduced to that
I don't deserve to get used to that
Now I ain't asking you for money or to come back to me
Some days it ain't sunny but it ain't so hard
Just breaks my heart When my momma try to provide and I tell her 'That ain't your job'
To be a man, she try to make me understand
That she my number one fan
But its like you born from the stands
You know the world is out to get me, why don't you give me a chance?"
As Michael gets older he meets a girl that would become his wife and have a daughter with.
She is called Sunshine in later songs
As Michael gets older he also gets involved with selling drugs and other bad things.
Sittin, in the back of the police car position
Your mission is forgetting and denying they existence
Thinking of different ways to keep from submitting
and continuing not to mention...like that
Grand marquee police interceptor edition
with wall so you can barely fit in
Knees is touching the front seat shifting
Cause your handcuffs is cutting your wrist and
Your wishin that he would drive faster pleeeease
But he slows the hood as he drives past the free
It's cool but you trippin' the quicker you get there
The quicker you sit there and cuffed to a bench and
They playing good cop, bad cop one of the them
pretending so you rewindyourself
To your uneasy recline in the back of the police car
hand-cuffed to the seat belt...NAW
"You ain't gotta quicken the pace"
That just give me more time to sit and erase
Alibi and aliase switch and replace
Think about then figure out an escape thank God that I'm up in the states
Cuz if I was in Russia who knows how'd they do a hustla
Waite!
I ain't a hustla I'm straight
I'm damn near a busta, no laws I break
Money I never seen guns, I didn't hold
drugs I never sold calls I didn't make
***** this is a waste of your time and mines
"Is that uncomfortable?"...."I fine"
A case? this ain't even a fine
You ain't find nothin' homie not even a dime
Not even a don that'll drop dime on me
I know you as Don so you put a dime on me
I know thats a crime you suppossed to fight crime for me
Protect and to serve
Prosecute, correct and return to the homies
And thats gonna send direct to the curb, so you can put em back on me
But he got his cake up after the streets gave him the key.
(Also all the fast food and food references, and a solja boy dis at the end)
[Intro]
I swear when I see this *****, I'ma kill em, I'm going to kill him, so make ****** suffer.
[Chorus]
My man said life aint easy when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy streets be all
Like feed me feed me when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy (x2)
My man said life aint easy when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy
[Verse 1]
Hey he had a whole lot of cheese plus he was a mac had a whole lot of steez
Made a lot of ****** fat gave a whole lot of G's, grams man he had a whole lot of these
And he would let you hold a whole lot of keys, even if u lose some he would give you new ones
Twice the bread like he had two buns, and he had a whole lot of steez even his kids had meals
For reals some rich small fries wrapped in paper since they was little, ketchup *****
[Chorus]
My man said life ain't easy when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy streets be all
Like feed me feed me when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy
My man said life aint easy when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy
[Verse 2]
He was a heart breaker and a large shaker, if it was bout caking, he was a part taker
International he would take trips bon voyage just as hard he was fishing for the chips so greedy
Never gave to the needy thats what some say he shoned on the bums hanging in the subways he
Called them fruits and laughed at em delivery man on the pick up drive through and throw the bag
At em it was hard to understand him sometimes making a killing the way he had em standing in line
Like
[Chorus]
My man said life aint easy when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy streets be all
Like feed me feed me when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy
My man said life aint easy when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy
[Verse 3]
Lovers call him king haters call him clown he would say bite me thats the way its goin down he
Was having thoughts that maybe he should retire went to church on sunday and saw a deep fryer said He had beef and people want him dead he love the hungry ones only scared of the feds he lived
The fast life couldn't get his path right fried just told him bout the hooters that he had last
Night turn yourself in to the patty wagon said no bacon wouldn't take em had the pigs on the pay
Roll
[Outro]
To be continued, on another menu, ya dig.
Will he give up his life of crime or will he stay?
This and other adventured on lupe fiasco's next album, L - U - P - END
Yessir!
My man said life ain't easy when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy, hey!
Now he was the Coolest *****, seduced by The Streets with promises of a star life, she gives him the key that he keeps on a chain. He Leaves his wife for Fame and Fortune.
In the ( ---) There are quotes from other songs to kinda tie things together.
The coolest ******... what? [X16]
Lord please have sympathy, and forgive My Cool young history(Michael Young History), as
The coolest ******... what? [X4]
[Verse 1]
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 law
But she doesn't see, therefore I spoil
I trip, I fall
run up in raw. ("Flirt wit her flaws till you run up in her raw " )
I love her, with all my heart
Every vein, every vessel,
every bullet lodged
With every flower that I ever took apart
She said - that she would give me greatness,
status, placement above the others
My face would grace covers
of the magazines of the hustlers
Paper, the likes of which that I had never seen
Her eyes glow green
with the logo of our dreams ("Wit dollar signs in her eyes")
The purpose of our scene,
The obscene obsession for 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 everything's dry
she would cry
Just so I can drink
the tears from her eyes ("Hennessey tears")
She'll teach me how to fly
Even cushion my fall
If my engines ever stall
and I plummet from the sky
But she will keep me high
And if I ever die
She would commission my image
on her bosom (Slain boyfriend names is tattooed on her titties)
To him
Or maybe she'd retire as well
A match made in Heaven set the fires in Hell
and I'll be...
The coolest ******... what? [X8]
Lord please have sympathy,
And forgive my My Cool young history(Michael Young History) as
The coolest ******... what? [X4]
[Verse 2]
And so began our reign
The Trinity, her and I came
No weather man could ever stand
What her and I can
Hella hard
Umbrella, whatever,
put plywood on propeller panes,
And pray to God that the flood subside
'cause you gonna need a sub till he does reply
And not one of Jared's
You think it's all arid
and everything's irie
Another supply
That means another July
Inside my endless summer
That was just the eye of the Unger (Unger Felix)
Felix, 'cause he is the cleanest amongst the
Younger, outstanding achieving up-and-comers
The ones that had deadbeat daddies
and well 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 pressure to laugh
and a life not fast
"Can you feel it?"[echo]
That's what I got asked
"Do I love her?"[echo]
I said I don't know
Streets got my heart, Game got my soul
One time's my sunshine will never hurt your soul
Quote
To a crying, dishonored baby momma
Who's the momma to a daughter (the girl in sunshine)
That I had fathered from afar
My new lady gave me a Mercedes (The Streets)
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'd
Right up in her face, G
There's more fish in the sea,
I'm on my mission to be, be
The Coolest ******... what? [X8]
Lord please have sympathy,
and forgive My Cool young history(Michael Young History)
The Coolest... what? [X4]
[Verse 3]
Come. These are the tales of The Cool.
Guaranteed to go and make you fail from your school
And seek unholy grails like a fool
and hang with the players of the pool (Shoutout to Gwendolyn Brooks)
Fast talkin' on the hustle
No Heaven up above you
No Hell underneath ye
and nowhere will recieve thee
So.
Shed no tear
when we're not here
and keep your faith,
as we chase
The Cool [echoes]
The KeyChain was the key to The Streets' heart Shaped locket, the key to her heart, the key to the streets, fame, and fortune.
Now The Game becomes jealous of Michael and plans a hit on him.
During each verse Lupe and Gemstone play different roles. In the First verse, Lupe plays some guy telling Michael about the bounty on his head. In the Second verse, Gemstone plays the role of the Game. Keep in mind that the game has wiretapes for ears so he can hear everything. When the 3rd verse plays Lupe takes the role of Michael while Gemstone plays the role of the Game. The Game is telling the Hitman about Michael's whereabouts and movements to get him ready for the set up. At the end of the song Lupe plays the role of the Hitman and Gemstone plays the role of Michael.
I present, the death, of tha cool [Verse 1]
[Lupe talking to Michael about the the bounty on his head]
Well I heard like group of cows
That all your enimies wanna shoot you down
They got ak 47's and a bunch of mac 11's
Semi automatic weapons that produce ka pows
Word on the street is, they all got heatas
They gon hit you up and you ain't even gon see it
You gotta lot of money, I ain't tryna be funny
But they say where you goin, you ain't even gon need it They see you ridin round, shinin with your fine round diamonds
with the Pretty green eyed lady
Been on tha sideline poutin, while you primetime poppin
Hungry ****** want a peice of your pastry
I suggest you protect your bakery
Cause they comin for your head,
And its a bounty on that chain thats hangin from your neck
They said
[Chorus]
I don't know
What you been told in your ear, but I hear its goin down
Sombody gotta
DIE!!!
Don't know what you been told in your ear, but business goin round
Sombody gotta
DIE!!!
[Verse 2]
[Gemstones as The Game]
Hitta ***** wit tha mini mac strap, clap
Any ***** think he gettin keys down here
Any meeta, any ***** gettin money, or my honey, man heard Michael Young is the reclout here
Run up on a ***** from tha back wit a mac
Or be strapped cause a ***** finna squeeze off 10
Run up on his ***** lac ratta tat tat,
Click clack where this ***** at
I need sin
Shit is goin down if i see him
Bump a ***** out like oxy ten
And keep a couple of dollas up in tha wallet
To pay they cops so they can never box me in
DIE!!!
Thats what im thinkin
While ridin around polishin this big pistol
Imma catch him in tha wind
Pray tha gun don't jam
So until we meet again
***** its cool!
[Chorus]
I don't know
What you been told in your ear, but I hear its goin down
Sombody gotta
DIE!!!
Don't know what you been told in your ear, but business goin round
Sombody gotta
DIE!!!
[Lupe chatter]
Man, man you can't beleive none of that. Man you need just need to, you just need to relax
Man. Trust me
[Verse 3]
[Lupe as Michael]
Don't pay them ****** no mind
They hatin on you ain't nobody witta shotty
Planin on doin a robbery
Itchin to catch a body Creepin in a stolen jalopy
Out there waitin on you
[Gemstones]
sittin in a stolen car, finna rob this *****
Should i let the mini mac or tha shotgun hit him?
I been waitin all day tryna spot this *****
I can't let him get away, im gon pop this *****! UHHHH
[Lupe]
Plus they don't know about the choppa in tha trunk
Tha glocks in a box and tha nine on tuck The bullet proof glass the 40's in tha stash
You pull tha steerin wheel and it pop on up
[Gemstones]
40 caliber stashed up in tha stash box
Bullet proof windows, you couldn't break em wit a padlock
Ak in tha trunk, where tha sounds bump
Two twin glock 40's and a nine and his damn crouch
[Lupe]
Maaaaaaan
We tryna go up in this club
Show a little love
Get a few drinks
Holla at some girls
Snatch up a pair
Leave outta there
Put some dro in tha air And then go and get some grub
[Gemstones]
THEY finna go up in tha club
Show a little love
Get a few drinks
Holla at some girls
Snatch up a pair
Leave outta there
Put some dro in tha air
And then catch a few Slugs
[Lupe as the hitman] ay pull over right here, i gotta take a pee
And don't go nowhere ***** wait for me
And if some ****** do kill you in the next few minutes
Just remember my ***** its a heaven for a G.
[music stops]
[The cool plays on the radio inside of a car]
[Lupe as the hit man] Ay ay hold this right there.
I'll be, i'll be right back i gotta take a piss man hold on.
Fa sho. Ay man, ay don't leave i'll be right back.
Ay don't leave i'll be back. [Gemstones as michael] Hurry your ass up man. Damn.
Coolest ***** what, coolest ***** what, coolest ***** what.
Hustla for life!!!
Ay man, ***** hurry your ass up. Shit.
Imma cool ass ***** man.
Fuckin three in tha mornin.
I'm tha coolest muthafucka in tha world man.
****** ain't fuckin with me man.
***** i'm high, smokin. Fly ass car.
I run these muthafuckin streets, and these ****** out here lookin for me.
Man i wish a muthafucka would...
Ay ***** hurry your ass up, *****. Damn [footsteps and a gun cocking]
[random voice] Whats up now *****?
Ain't to cool now is you *****?
[Musics slowly fades to a stop]
But theirs a problem, He comes Back to Life as "The Cool"
"He came back
In the same suit that he was buried in"
[Chorus]
The Game finds out about Michaels Return
Also this Song sheds light on the history of The Game where he describes himself as the ever present corruption in society that has eliminated opposition in the past.
Many people still aren't hip to the brilliance of Lupe Fiasco storytelling ability. More specifically, The story of The Cool. So what I have Done is taken every song related to the story and put them in order to help guide you through the tale of The Cool. I have included verse's and bolded or italicized parts of the song that are important to remember. So lets begin.
Lupe Fiasco - Real Recognize Real
OK lets start with the characters in the Story of "The Cool".
First verse introduces Michael Young History
They say real recognize real
The dollar bill will exercise our ills...E
Frauds is thoroughly camouflaged and fatigued in the field
Be careful who you believe, the pills
Is dealed like flaccid, proceeds go towards the buying of Caprice Classics
With the wheels to match it, so they can mack it
Like an automatic weapon steppin' off into traffic
Like, check him, tears roll down the eyes
Of the rides inside of a funeral procession
Here lies, with X's in his eyes, the unguided misdirected
Squad cars roll past and laugh
Second verse introduces The Streets
They say the streets is a demon in a dress
Wit dollar signs in her eyes and semen on her breath (UH!)
Scantly clad, no panties, deep throating in an alley
Aging badly in sunglasses she pretty
Slain boyfriend names is tattooed on her titties
Sprinkling greed ignorance and envy inside of a Philly
Hennessey tears, ass'll bring ya enemy's here
Flirt wit her flaws till you run up in her raw
Third verse introduces The Game (best verse in the song imo)
They say the game has the belly of a beast
Blunts for fingers and hollow tips for teeth
Wire taps for ears, Nike Airs for feet
Blasphemy for prayers, a system for a heart
Rap music for beats, heroin for a son and its married to The Streets
Crack pipes for lungs, and he never sleeps
Just spies, wit dice in his eyes
Loves life cuz he likes when it dies
Wit a baking soda soul, he cough up pleasure
Clothes made out of dollar bills that he sewed together
He knows, he's clever, jealous his house
All the liquor that's poured out, goes right in his mouth
Rides around on a stray bullet;
Wit prostitutes, pimps, dope dealers and killers tied to it to pull it
A TV in his head, stripper slides down his legs
And he's known to ride around wit feds, and he's OUT THERE
Now lets look at Michael's early life
Second Verse
So he said to him
"I want you to be a father
I'm your little boy and you don't even bother
Like "brother" without the R
And I'm starting to harbor
Cool and food for thought
But for you I'm a starver
Starting to use red markers on my work
My teacher say they know I'm much smarter
But I'm hurt
I used to hand my homework in first
Like I was the classroom starter
Burst to tears
Let them know he see us Now I'm fighting in class
Got a note last week that say I might not pass
Kids ask me if my daddy is sick of us
Cause you ain't never pick me up
You see what my problem is?
That I don't know where my poppa is
No positive male role model
To play football and build railroad models
It's making a hole you've been digging it
Cause you ain't been kicking it
Since I was old enough to hold bottles
Wasn't supposed to get introduced to that
I don't deserve to get used to that
Now I ain't asking you for money or to come back to me
Some days it ain't sunny but it ain't so hard
Just breaks my heart When my momma try to provide and I tell her 'That ain't your job'
To be a man, she try to make me understand
That she my number one fan
But its like you born from the stands
You know the world is out to get me, why don't you give me a chance?"
As Michael gets older he meets a girl that would become his wife and have a daughter with.
She is called Sunshine in later songs
As Michael gets older he also gets involved with selling drugs and other bad things.
Sittin, in the back of the police car position
Your mission is forgetting and denying they existence
Thinking of different ways to keep from submitting
and continuing not to mention...like that
Grand marquee police interceptor edition
with wall so you can barely fit in
Knees is touching the front seat shifting
Cause your handcuffs is cutting your wrist and
Your wishin that he would drive faster pleeeease
But he slows the hood as he drives past the free
It's cool but you trippin' the quicker you get there
The quicker you sit there and cuffed to a bench and
They playing good cop, bad cop one of the them
pretending so you rewindyourself
To your uneasy recline in the back of the police car
hand-cuffed to the seat belt...NAW
"You ain't gotta quicken the pace"
That just give me more time to sit and erase
Alibi and aliase switch and replace
Think about then figure out an escape thank God that I'm up in the states
Cuz if I was in Russia who knows how'd they do a hustla
Waite!
I ain't a hustla I'm straight
I'm damn near a busta, no laws I break
Money I never seen guns, I didn't hold
drugs I never sold calls I didn't make
***** this is a waste of your time and mines
"Is that uncomfortable?"...."I fine"
A case? this ain't even a fine
You ain't find nothin' homie not even a dime
Not even a don that'll drop dime on me
I know you as Don so you put a dime on me
I know thats a crime you suppossed to fight crime for me
Protect and to serve
Prosecute, correct and return to the homies
And thats gonna send direct to the curb, so you can put em back on me
But he got his cake up after the streets gave him the key.
(Also all the fast food and food references, and a solja boy dis at the end)
[Intro]
I swear when I see this *****, I'ma kill em, I'm going to kill him, so make ****** suffer.
[Chorus]
My man said life aint easy when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy streets be all
Like feed me feed me when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy (x2)
My man said life aint easy when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy
[Verse 1]
Hey he had a whole lot of cheese plus he was a mac had a whole lot of steez
Made a lot of ****** fat gave a whole lot of G's, grams man he had a whole lot of these
And he would let you hold a whole lot of keys, even if u lose some he would give you new ones
Twice the bread like he had two buns, and he had a whole lot of steez even his kids had meals
For reals some rich small fries wrapped in paper since they was little, ketchup *****
[Chorus]
My man said life ain't easy when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy streets be all
Like feed me feed me when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy
My man said life aint easy when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy
[Verse 2]
He was a heart breaker and a large shaker, if it was bout caking, he was a part taker
International he would take trips bon voyage just as hard he was fishing for the chips so greedy
Never gave to the needy thats what some say he shoned on the bums hanging in the subways he
Called them fruits and laughed at em delivery man on the pick up drive through and throw the bag
At em it was hard to understand him sometimes making a killing the way he had em standing in line
Like
[Chorus]
My man said life aint easy when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy streets be all
Like feed me feed me when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy
My man said life aint easy when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy
[Verse 3]
Lovers call him king haters call him clown he would say bite me thats the way its goin down he
Was having thoughts that maybe he should retire went to church on sunday and saw a deep fryer said He had beef and people want him dead he love the hungry ones only scared of the feds he lived
The fast life couldn't get his path right fried just told him bout the hooters that he had last
Night turn yourself in to the patty wagon said no bacon wouldn't take em had the pigs on the pay
Roll
[Outro]
To be continued, on another menu, ya dig.
Will he give up his life of crime or will he stay?
This and other adventured on lupe fiasco's next album, L - U - P - END
Yessir!
My man said life ain't easy when ****** gotta eat thats when shit get greasy, hey!
Now he was the Coolest *****, seduced by The Streets with promises of a star life, she gives him the key that he keeps on a chain. He Leaves his wife for Fame and Fortune.
The coolest ******... what? [X16]
Lord please have sympathy, and forgive My Cool young history(Michael Young History), as
The coolest ******... what? [X4]
[Verse 1]
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 law
But she doesn't see, therefore I spoil
I trip, I fall
run up in raw. ("Flirt wit her flaws till you run up in her raw " )
I love her, with all my heart
Every vein, every vessel,
every bullet lodged
With every flower that I ever took apart
She said - that she would give me greatness,
status, placement above the others
My face would grace covers
of the magazines of the hustlers
Paper, the likes of which that I had never seen
Her eyes glow green
with the logo of our dreams ("Wit dollar signs in her eyes")
The purpose of our scene,
The obscene obsession for 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 everything's dry
she would cry
Just so I can drink
the tears from her eyes ("Hennessey tears")
She'll teach me how to fly
Even cushion my fall
If my engines ever stall
and I plummet from the sky
But she will keep me high
And if I ever die
She would commission my image
on her bosom (Slain boyfriend names is tattooed on her titties)
To him
Or maybe she'd retire as well
A match made in Heaven set the fires in Hell
and I'll be...
The coolest ******... what? [X8]
Lord please have sympathy,
And forgive my My Cool young history(Michael Young History) as
The coolest ******... what? [X4]
[Verse 2]
And so began our reign
The Trinity, her and I came
No weather man could ever stand
What her and I can
Hella hard
Umbrella, whatever,
put plywood on propeller panes,
And pray to God that the flood subside
'cause you gonna need a sub till he does reply
And not one of Jared's
You think it's all arid
and everything's irie
Another supply
That means another July
Inside my endless summer
That was just the eye of the Unger (Unger Felix)
Felix, 'cause he is the cleanest amongst the
Younger, outstanding achieving up-and-comers
The ones that had deadbeat daddies
and well 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 pressure to laugh
and a life not fast
"Can you feel it?"[echo]
That's what I got asked
"Do I love her?"[echo]
I said I don't know
Streets got my heart, Game got my soul
One time's my sunshine will never hurt your soul
Quote
To a crying, dishonored baby momma
Who's the momma to a daughter (the girl in sunshine)
That I had fathered from afar
My new lady gave me a Mercedes (The Streets)
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'd
Right up in her face, G
There's more fish in the sea,
I'm on my mission to be, be
The Coolest ******... what? [X8]
Lord please have sympathy,
and forgive My Cool young history(Michael Young History)
The Coolest... what? [X4]
[Verse 3]
Come. These are the tales of The Cool.
Guaranteed to go and make you fail from your school
And seek unholy grails like a fool
and hang with the players of the pool (Shoutout to Gwendolyn Brooks)
Fast talkin' on the hustle
No Heaven up above you
No Hell underneath ye
and nowhere will recieve thee
So.
Shed no tear
when we're not here
and keep your faith,
as we chase
The Cool [echoes]
The KeyChain was the key to The Streets' heart Shaped locket, the key to her heart, the key to the streets, fame, and fortune.
Now The Game becomes jealous of Michael and plans a hit on him.
During each verse Lupe and Gemstone play different roles. In the First verse, Lupe plays some guy telling Michael about the bounty on his head. In the Second verse, Gemstone plays the role of the Game. Keep in mind that the game has wiretapes for ears so he can hear everything. When the 3rd verse plays Lupe takes the role of Michael while Gemstone plays the role of the Game. The Game is telling the Hitman about Michael's whereabouts and movements to get him ready for the set up. At the end of the song Lupe plays the role of the Hitman and Gemstone plays the role of Michael.
I present, the death, of tha cool [Verse 1]
[Lupe talking to Michael about the the bounty on his head]
Well I heard like group of cows
That all your enimies wanna shoot you down
They got ak 47's and a bunch of mac 11's
Semi automatic weapons that produce ka pows
Word on the street is, they all got heatas
They gon hit you up and you ain't even gon see it
You gotta lot of money, I ain't tryna be funny
But they say where you goin, you ain't even gon need it They see you ridin round, shinin with your fine round diamonds
with the Pretty green eyed lady
Been on tha sideline poutin, while you primetime poppin
Hungry ****** want a peice of your pastry
I suggest you protect your bakery
Cause they comin for your head,
And its a bounty on that chain thats hangin from your neck
They said
[Chorus]
I don't know
What you been told in your ear, but I hear its goin down
Sombody gotta
DIE!!!
Don't know what you been told in your ear, but business goin round
Sombody gotta
DIE!!!
[Verse 2]
[Gemstones as The Game]
Hitta ***** wit tha mini mac strap, clap
Any ***** think he gettin keys down here
Any meeta, any ***** gettin money, or my honey, man heard Michael Young is the reclout here
Run up on a ***** from tha back wit a mac
Or be strapped cause a ***** finna squeeze off 10
Run up on his ***** lac ratta tat tat,
Click clack where this ***** at
I need sin
Shit is goin down if i see him
Bump a ***** out like oxy ten
And keep a couple of dollas up in tha wallet
To pay they cops so they can never box me in
DIE!!!
Thats what im thinkin
While ridin around polishin this big pistol
Imma catch him in tha wind
Pray tha gun don't jam
So until we meet again
***** its cool!
[Chorus]
I don't know
What you been told in your ear, but I hear its goin down
Sombody gotta
DIE!!!
Don't know what you been told in your ear, but business goin round
Sombody gotta
DIE!!!
[Lupe chatter]
Man, man you can't beleive none of that. Man you need just need to, you just need to relax
Man. Trust me
[Verse 3]
[Lupe as Michael]
Don't pay them ****** no mind
They hatin on you ain't nobody witta shotty
Planin on doin a robbery
Itchin to catch a body Creepin in a stolen jalopy
Out there waitin on you
[Gemstones]
sittin in a stolen car, finna rob this *****
Should i let the mini mac or tha shotgun hit him?
I been waitin all day tryna spot this *****
I can't let him get away, im gon pop this *****! UHHHH
[Lupe]
Plus they don't know about the choppa in tha trunk
Tha glocks in a box and tha nine on tuck The bullet proof glass the 40's in tha stash
You pull tha steerin wheel and it pop on up
[Gemstones]
40 caliber stashed up in tha stash box
Bullet proof windows, you couldn't break em wit a padlock
Ak in tha trunk, where tha sounds bump
Two twin glock 40's and a nine and his damn crouch
[Lupe]
Maaaaaaan
We tryna go up in this club
Show a little love
Get a few drinks
Holla at some girls
Snatch up a pair
Leave outta there
Put some dro in tha air And then go and get some grub
[Gemstones]
THEY finna go up in tha club
Show a little love
Get a few drinks
Holla at some girls
Snatch up a pair
Leave outta there
Put some dro in tha air
And then catch a few Slugs
[Lupe as the hitman] ay pull over right here, i gotta take a pee
And don't go nowhere ***** wait for me
And if some ****** do kill you in the next few minutes
Just remember my ***** its a heaven for a G.
[music stops]
[The cool plays on the radio inside of a car]
[Lupe as the hit man] Ay ay hold this right there.
I'll be, i'll be right back i gotta take a piss man hold on.
Fa sho. Ay man, ay don't leave i'll be right back.
Ay don't leave i'll be back. [Gemstones as michael] Hurry your ass up man. Damn.
Coolest ***** what, coolest ***** what, coolest ***** what.
Hustla for life!!!
Ay man, ***** hurry your ass up. Shit.
Imma cool ass ***** man.
Fuckin three in tha mornin.
I'm tha coolest muthafucka in tha world man.
****** ain't fuckin with me man.
***** i'm high, smokin. Fly ass car.
I run these muthafuckin streets, and these ****** out here lookin for me.
Man i wish a muthafucka would...
Ay ***** hurry your ass up, *****. Damn [footsteps and a gun cocking]
[random voice] Whats up now *****?
Ain't to cool now is you *****?
[Musics slowly fades to a stop]
But theirs a problem, He comes Back to Life as "The Cool"
"He came back
In the same suit that he was buried in"
[Chorus]
Also this Song sheds light on the history of The Game where he describes himself as the ever present corruption in society that has eliminated opposition in the past.
