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Cool Kids Of Death

, respect due Brothers get high and let they mind scheme, I got tek cool In this world where so many stress, understand Ain't nuttin' left but the thoughts of death

3 kids started off being friends to the end Growing up in a time that turned boys to men Carlo was the slick one, the little girls liked him And all the

cool, we approachin' the V I P (Come on, come on) Smokin' a stick, hit 'cause we live for this (Live for this) Just like shit is hard raisin kids in

you right So you better learn how to treat yourself someday You say he drinks and he beats you, right He's gonna beat you to death so get away You got kids

am lonely lonely lonely I am lonely lonely in my life I am lonely lonely lonely God help me, help me to survive Remember first time we met day one Kids

due Brothers get high and let they mind scheme, I got Tek cool In this world where so many stress, understand ain't nuttin left but the thoughts of death

in the West, a student of my culture And life is the test, hold up Let a nigga catch his breath, we still payin dues And the last one is death, back

's no escape, there's no excuse So just suck up, suck up and be nice Be nice, be nice, be nice Be nice, be nice, be nice All the privileged white kids on TV Playing at death

hearin pros on their third LP's Soundin like a bunch of schoolyard MC's Man, I wish I'd catch a rapper tryin to play my style Tellin people that we're cool