The coolest ^!$$% wha
[x16]


Lord please have sympathy
And forgive My Cool Young History as


The coolest ^!$$% 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
Her 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 ^!$$% wha
[x8]


Lord please have sympathy
And forgive My Cool Young History as


The coolest ^!$$% 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 mission to be, be

The coolest ^!$$% wha
[x8]


Lord please have sympathy,
And forgive My Cool Young History as

The coolest ^!$$% 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)