Rhymefest, Camp Lo - Coolie High lyrics
[Rhymefest, Camp Lo - Coolie High lyrics]
"Meet me in paradise now is the time"
I keep that Frank Lou bubbly on, Mr don Juan
Straighten your tie, shine your shoes
Manicure nails third rail shock
Electrify crowds standin' 'round
Anticipatin' the Super Fly sound
Curtis Mayfield, Freddie's dead
Overdose over the ledge
Held his heart and made a pledge
I will never die scared
See, if you want somethin', just be still
Fear is false emotions that appear to be real
Don't get your panties in a bunch
You can always count on 'Fest in a crunch
(time) i used to love school
Dropped out of that shit too
When I took the shorty money in the lunch
(line) that's when I knew that there
Was money on the block
Call me stupid but this dummy had
Some money in his sock
Big rocks, picture them Birds
Alfred Hitchcock
You know how it end, you bound to get shot
But them the choices that we got to make
Either poor all your life or
Be king for a day
You need to come inside and check Lo
Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
Coolie High got you wide
You need to come inside and check Lo
Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
Coolie High keeps you wide
You need to come inside and check Lo
Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
Coolie High got you wide
You need to come inside and check Lo
Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
I keep that Frank Lou bubbly on, Mr don Juan
Straighten your tie, shine your shoes
Manicure nails third rail shock
Electrify crowds standin' 'round
Anticipatin' the Super Fly sound
Curtis Mayfield, Freddie's dead
Overdose over the ledge
Held his heart and made a pledge
I will never die scared
See, if you want somethin', just be still
Fear is false emotions that appear to be real
Don't get your panties in a bunch
You can always count on 'Fest in a crunch
(time) i used to love school
Dropped out of that shit too
When I took the shorty money in the lunch
(line) that's when I knew that there
Was money on the block
Call me stupid but this dummy had
Some money in his sock
Big rocks, picture them Birds
Alfred Hitchcock
You know how it end, you bound to get shot
But them the choices that we got to make
Either poor all your life or
Be king for a day
You need to come inside and check Lo
Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
Coolie High got you wide
You need to come inside and check Lo
Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
Coolie High keeps you wide
You need to come inside and check Lo
Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
Coolie High got you wide
You need to come inside and check Lo
Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow