Questlove - Kool On lyrics

[Hook] Ooh Come get your kool on Stars are made to shine [Verse 1: Greg p**n] I'm in the double G, three-piece tux Screaming dressed to k** 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 ma**age Wit is on guard, I challenge you to a duel Who needs a chain when every thought's a j**el God bless the weirdo when everyone's a fool f** a genie and three wishes I just want a bottle, a place to write my novel I am h**n 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 [Hook] [Verse 2: Black Thought] Yo, I'm never sleeping like I'm on meth-amphtamines 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 heroes what they died like I've got em waiting on the news like I'm Cronkite Not in the lime light or needed for crime right No boasts, just bodied and chalked close to the line tight [Hook] [Verse 3: Truck North] Yeah outside where the k**ers 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 ba*tards of the Party, huh? Riots erupting around and still we party on Made the 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 a 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 [Hook]