Intro: Dre and Fidal Niggas play everything live, nigga Like Cool and The Game back in the day play it live, nigga Fuck you niggas know about makin beats
they sow and cook I've heard so many stories I could prob'ly write the book Now listen while I tell you and don't think I blew my cool But this girl I
-ha) (guitar & instrumental) Look in the dark You see my face (Oooow!) Don't try to hide I'm er'ry place Very cool, kind-a sweet I'm gonna give you
through hell To get those things up there I paid my first subscription Then I joined the idle race And they said 'store it in a cool dry place' I got guitar
keep rhyming; keep climbing till somebody find me, My city's been behind me since the mid nineties, Right around the time when it was cool to be grimy
s your name?", she said to me, "You look the playful kind..." "I am the angel you require, come to waste your time!" (VERSE 2) So I took some time to cool
a car I'm not cool but that's okay My God loves me anyway I'm not cool but that's alright I'm still precious in His sight I'm not cool but I don't
you Baby baby baby baby You're so good at kissing, Dishonest and very cool You're so good at lying, Dishonest and very cool I was born to Be loved by
/takagi kan) Translators: ed valdez, ayumi suzuki, ted mills Anata wa kokoro no naka ni Jiyu no megami ga sunde iru no Jiyu na kokoro to guitar to Bike
in Hell Halloween in Heaven, oh well, oh well Bonham on drums, Entwistle on bass As guest Morticians Bon Scott on Vox, Rhoads just for kicks On guitar
Juke Joint Mr. Johnson sings over in a corner by the bar Sold his soul to the devil so he can play guitar Too cool to be forgotten Hey hey too cool to
as I please I wanna be a big rockstar, yeah I wanna drive a big black car, yeah All the girls'll stroke on my guitar When I'm a big rock star Want
shopping in rapture Fab Five Freddie told me everybody's fly DJ's spinnin' are savin' my mind Flash is fast, flash is cool Francois sais pas, flashe
cool off 'cause something isn't right What do you think would happen If I sat outside your door? Howled like a dog and played guitar And begged you
.O. on his handkerchief He does a handstand for his fans Have you seen those beautiful hands? Marching to the sound of drums Look at the guitar he strums
bitch, I got a shitty job, I live in fear, just wanna play my guitar and drink some beer, I just wanna drink some beer, I just wanna drink some beer, well booze is cool
cowboy, a big time player I like Pantera, Kid Rock and Slayer I like Ice-T, the rapper I mean When it comes to drinkin' I like Jim Beam I play Washburn guitars
those other moves You should do this dance that's really way out You should do this dance that really grooves Buzz like a drone To that guitar tone Be the cool