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The Roots - Kool On (feat. Greg Porn & Truck North) (UNDUN)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Roots
The Roots
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tarik Trotter
Tarik Trotter
Composer
Gregory Spearman
Gregory Spearman
Composer
Jamal Miller
Jamal Miller
Composer
DJ Rogers
DJ Rogers
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Questlove
Questlove
Producer
Steve Mandell
Steve Mandell
Recording Engineer
Jason Goldstein
Jason Goldstein
Mixing Engineer
Jon Smeltz
Jon Smeltz
Recording Engineer
Chris Sclafani
Chris Sclafani
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Stars are made to shine I'm in a double g three piece tux Screamin dressed to kill hope somebody call my bluff Its a full house sipping on a royal flush Two queens is on my cuffs Good times is in the cards Livin on borrowed time im payin a extra charge To feel like something small is worth a hundred large Swag is on retard Charm is on massage Wit is en guarde i challenge you to a duel Who needs a chain when every thoughts a jewel God bless the widow and everyones a fool Fuck a genie and three wishes I just want a bottle a place to write my novel I am heroin to those who had rhyme And ask how do you find this upper echelon this time Lets toast to better days A beautiful mind and a flow that never age Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Stars are made to shine Yo I'm never sleeping like I'm on methamphetamines Move like my enemy ten steps ahead of me Say my reputation preceed me like a pedigree Gentlemanly gangster steez beyond the seventies Holding 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 when im calm like Suited and booted for the shooting like its prom night Its suicide right But you was tried like? To no avail and they heros what they died like I got em waitin on the news like I'm cronkite Not in the lime light or needed for crime right No boast just body and chalk close to the the line type Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Stars are made to shine Yeah outside where all the killers and the dealers swarm And inside they dressed up like its a telethon Black tie affair but they holdin heavy arms Straight cash with the stash in the cumberbund More bacardi and the bastards of the party home Riots erupt around us but still we party on Been a quantum leap from a king to a pawn But it was destined the conclusion was forgone Serenade of the former slave promenade Cos 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 luxuries lap without looking back Cos memories can sting like a hornet Damn it felt good to see people up on it Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine Stars are made to shine
Writer(s): Tarik L. Collins, D. J. Rogers, Gregory Allen Jr. Spearman, Jamal Ali Miller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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