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class_sick – keep it cool lyrics

intro:
let me ask you something
how many of the general’s foot soldiers got to die before you see that they playing you
just like i’m playing that raggedy ass piano
we k!lled thim, and it all worked out
so we all just k!lling each other

verse one:
been doing this for so long, used to hustle next to kmart
the streets can get real wicked when the cops are bought and paid off
refer to us as champions, we set the tone to play off
know a young bul who be scheming when the opps burn he made off
calabasas dreaming while our energy matches heathens
be skeptical of greetings, they’ll be plotting by the weekend
panoramic views, head on swivel when you eating
we be quick to banish crews, win a medal if they creeping
dying over property that neither really own
seen foot soldiers who cop a key start thinking that they on
tryna claim another corner till they sent off to the coroners
then they mama cry at home forever suffering alone
i wish that i was wrong, felt terror in my bones
kids running the streets, that some mommas had disowned
cause she ain’t wanna deal with pain of 2am calls on the phone
what is living for tomorrow, when tomorrow you’ll be gone

hook:
i just keep it cool cause i’m not really into problems
i’m trying to focus on my business and fix all these problems
tomorrow isn’t promised, i’m not looking for a pardon
the only thing i know we destined to climb out the bottom
that’s why i just keep it cool cause i ain’t got time for these problems
know that i could snap and turn your city into gotham
don’t concern myself with them, i tend to keep it solemn
not trying to add obituaries inside of that column
verse two:
dropped out in the 9th grade, third shootout by like 19
seen homies on the tv being arrested, fleeing crime scenes
addicted to these pipe dreams, my vision clear, no visine
at the mountaintop just sightseeing, no money dividing my team
hear ’em run they mouth allday talking bout kingdom come
see you idolize how k dots don’t realize your king is gone
bodies getting packed up and hauled off inside that lincoln trunk
i know some girls who will set you up and give you brains til yours is slumped
round here trust issues are normal, the opps they coming plural
ascension to the next life, most familiar transfer portal
not big on taking these pictures, but we quick to paint a mural
getting dirty to survive, then the next day question our morals
you did it for the streets of a city that never loved you
think twice catching them dolo, ain’t no gym closing that duffel
moving birds feathers get ruffled, building castles out the rubble
i’m still the same cat you knew that always used to hustle, but now

hook:
i just keep it cool cause i’m not really into problems
i’m trying to focus on my business and fix all these problems
tomorrow isn’t promised, i’m not looking for a pardon
the only thing i know we destined to climb out the bottom
that’s why i just keep it cool cause i ain’t got time for these problems
know that i could snap and turn your city into gotham
don’t concern myself with them, i tend to keep it solemn
not trying to add obituaries inside of that column
verse three:
know i’m the son of man, but got a goddess in my hands
the way my destiny be shining, bring the ego out some fans
mister go hard as i can, till i’m incapable to stand
then i fall on my bended knees coughing up blood of the lamb
if streets come with awards, banana clips for the applause
think twice before it’s war, you get tekken that’s martial law
outsourcing your protection, a trust that most can’t afford
that’s why i just keep my head down, never make moves when i’m forced
nurturing the torture, breaking barriers and borders
they saying life’s a ???, i did everything just for her
the jewelry is bright behind the chains you’ll see the horror
this is just a dirty game with a melancholic aura
so+called homies switched up, i’d be lying if i was phased
kick my feet up, getting comfy, catching z’s on beds of flames
represent my tigers and lions, locked in the cage
the only king i might acknowledge, laying by coretta’s grave
say your grace

- class_sick lyrics

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