THE COOL KIDS - Loose Leaf Paper lyrics

rate me

Yea, check it. I'm a real dude with real problems real issues. I live life just like you do.

I eat food, stayed up late nights grindin to the tissue, grandpa gone but God is still

With you. I guess death is just another form of rest but, nonetheless I ain't in no rush

To be another body layin on the corners desk I'm fresh to death. Well I ain't really tryna

Be that fresh. On this rap tip, he clips you next. So you on deck? Be calm. Yo, how

Am I supposed to be calm when I'm, tired of being on deck like Tony Hawk and I grind

The same so niggas is all talk. I feel like I'm gettin strangled by angel halos. Ironic, I

Know it is, the chronic for older kids. Hooked on phonics, ebonics is for the slower

Kids. Time provided I'll show you just what a poet is. I know what it is yo. See I'm

Angel hat high while you grade polo. And I still go deeper than most. I kick rhymes

With a steel toe, reason to boast. Keep my head above water man keep it afloat.

And if I start sinking I know, I got a couple niggas with me in my boat. Shoot three

At my head, homie. Man before it's all said. They gone give you foreign exchange

Just like Fez. No Eric, no Red, no Donna, no Kelso. This ain't that kinda show, so.

While you was hanging out, down the street, doin the same old thing that you did

Last week. I was off inside the lab offmitting my speech, and all you haters do is

Sleep, ya'll could rest in peace. Peace.