U Think Ur So Cool
Cool dude walking down the street at night
His pants are sagging but he knows it’s right.
Rollin’ through HIS turf, he’s never alone.
Gotta score some shit before he goes home.
He can’t be touched, never put down.
Foes won’t enter this hallowed ground.
He’s lookin for the man that can get him some crack
Since he’s loaded with bones from his gutless attack.
He beat down an old lady, took all of her cake.
The gift of his act is his halcyon state.
As he takes a few pulls and the world slips away
The drugs and the violence are his normal day.
You think you’re so cool but you’re just a fool
You think you’re so cool but you dropped out of school
You think you’re so cool with another tattoo
You think you’re so cool but your just a tool.
A two two six now shatters his haze
And his five by five well it ends in a blaze
His hallowed ground is real this time
As he joins his brothers in a tombstone line.
Cool dudes not walkin down the street no more
But there’s a little dude at home to settle the score.