Kool On - The Roots, Greg Porn, Truck North

Whoa, ohh

Whoa, ohh

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine, stars are made to shine

I’m in the double G, three-piece tux

Screaming dressed to kill, hope somebody call my bluff

It’s a full house, sipping on a royal flush

Two queens is on my cuffs, good times is in the cards

Living on borrowed time, I’m paying the extra charge

To feel like something small is worth a hundred large

Swag is on retard, charm is on massage

Wit is on guard, I challenge you to a duel

Who needs a chain when every thought’s a jewel?

God bless the weirdo when everyone’s a fool

Fuck a genie and three wishes

I just want a bottle, a place to write my novel

I am heroin to those that hear a rhyme and think:

«How do you find this upper echelon this time?»

Let’s toast to better days

A beautiful mind and a flow that never age

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine, stars are made to shine

Yo, I’m never sleeping like I’m on methamphtamines

Move like my enemy ten steps ahead of me

Say my reputation precede me like a pedigree

Gentlemanly gangsta steez, beyond the seventies

Holdin' fast money without running out of patience

Move in silence without running up in places

Cake by the layers, rich but never famous

Hustle anonymous, still remain nameless

In hindsight, gold come in bars like a Klondike

The minute before the storm hit is what I’m calm like

Suited and booted for a shooting like it’s prom night

It’s suicide, right?

Pursuers tried like

To no avail and a hero’s what they died like

I’ve got 'em waiting on the news like I’m Cronkite

Not in the limelight or needed for crime, right

No boasts, just bodied and chalked close to the line-sight

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine, stars are made to shine

Yeah, outside where the killers and the dealers swarm

And inside, they dressed up like it’s a telethon

Black tie affair but they holding heavy arms

Straight cash with a stash in the cummerbund

More Bacardi and the Bastards of the Party home

Riots erupting around and still we party on

Been a quantum leap to a king from a pawn

But it was destined, the conclusion was foregone

Serenade of the former slave promenade

Cause them long days in the sun have now become shade

So we doing high speeds in the narrow lane

Say cheese, free falling from the aeroplane

Another feather in the cap, for all the years

That we spent in luxury’s lap without looking back

Cause memories could sting like a hornet

Damn, it felt good to see people up on it

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine

Come get your kool on

Stars are made to shine, stars are made to shine