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​i. the cool - canucks كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
check your ingredients
before you overdose on the cool

[hook: infinite the cool]
infinite the cool ain’t a prophet for the profit
a piece be upon him, intellectual pistol
keep a magazine for your latest issues
alright, queue in the sound, flow by the pound
got your grams doin’ grams, capiche?
silence of the lambs when i speak
kyle richards stance, suited up
meet the man, speak the man, stuff it up, level up

[verse 1: infinite the cool]
evolution is a tool just for polluting minds
[?] says thank you for your time
pyrimid scheme, scream, got the cream
swing a dollar for your dream, know what i mean?
infinite the cool ain’t a prophet for the currency
currently, currents be, and current be, currents be
gotta be like three dimensheee
who rocked the red goose?
never grip gray, you’re led astray by an ashtray
as they know, we stray
if there’s pork on the plate, gl-sses wine
raps is fine, mighty
dealer with a prime, spicy
stealer with the grind, [?]
ceelo with the rhymes, icy
gun ’em in the mind
hate to see ’em shine nicely

put sprinkles on crack, dawg, and get outta here

[hook: infinite the cool]
infinite the cool ain’t a prophet for the profit
a piece be upon him, intellectual pistol
keep a magazine for your latest issues
alright, queue in the sound, flow by the pound
got your grams doin’ grams, capiche?
silence of the lambs when i speak
kyle richards stance, suited up
meet the man, speak the man, stuff it up, level up

[verse 2: dirty sanchez]
gotta get it tight, ’cause these hoes so loose
these n-gg-s so fake, gotta call ’em cartoons
[?] told me so why can’t you?
cash rules everything around you
gotta young mom, make a b-tch say “ooh”
always drinking alcohol, cats fire in the booth
catch that alley-oop and throw it in the alley
new york city, yeah i walk through the valley
[?] in the booth, call me bradley
why you gettin’ mad when you see dirty happy?
i used to sell grams, give a f-ck about a grammy
i blew a hundred gram on summer with my family
all my n-gg-s is my brothers that my mom kissed
you can feel it in my vibe, i’ma prophet
walk into the store like “i can buy this”
yeah, dirty, this is real life but i got this

- i the cool

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