Monday, October 31, 2011

Praying for Happiness

I put my every feeling into this. I feel alone, sad, depressed, empty, lonely, a lot basically. This is jus the tip of the ice berg,but to sum up how I'm feeling now........

I'll never write anymore.

My last poem/song.....enjoy

Praying for happiness/ its hard to keep it wen all you kno is sadness/ while trying to stay sane in this madness/ been writing 5 years giving my soul to the masses/ wats the point I kno somebody sitting back laughing at this/ wish I could record it/ I need a booth begging K Toven/ I need a booth telling JO nd dem/ telling them my ideas/ niggas take it nd act like it there's/ o really that's how u feel/ AJ sitting here telling me I hope u blow/ cuz he need some new clothes/ ask him for help though/ nd he gone say no/ but its all cool I suppose/ Zay mad at how I talk to bitches/ calling me a caking as nigga/ hit me up Halloween to make plans/ then exit me out of them/ still hitting K Toven lik man i'll pay u to record a track/ making statuses all day but can't even write back/ focused on these other cats/ I swear to god I'll kill any nigga who think they rap/ don't even kno y I put on for the chatt/ I ain't nothing lik these chatt-rats/ fake niggas trifling as bitches in this town I'm at/ fuck that shit I'm finna black/ how u supposed to b my man's/ wen I fall on my face u supposed to help me man/ at least a couple words of encouragement/ but yall turn away don't even acknowledge it/ but if I got nd u need u neva have to ask me/ guess its the bitch in me/ or the angel I want to be/ but the devil was an angel nd yall pushing me/ bitches jus wanna give the pussy to me/ but I rather build something/ I don't wanna see u as another number/ but I feel she won't love me less I fuck her/ confessing my love under covers/ pillow talking to my lover/ but she tied down by another brother/ I bet she laughing at me in her head/ as she lay in this bed/ tell her friends I hit/ now they wanna try this dick/ nd who am I to say no to this beautiful miss/ now I can't find a girlfriend/ a good one a least/ she say I got too many miles on me/ I changed form that nigga who claimed MABB/ I jus want u to kno the real me/ crushing on kai but she'll neva want a nigga lik me/ maybe that's my insecurities/ another reason Neisha ain't here wit me/ nd Shunda won't talk to me/ nd females rather use me/ thinking love can help solve this/ pain of my heart broken misadventures/ can't find a good one to love him/ so I'm jus jumping chick to chick cuz I ain't neva feel my momma love was legit/ used to say all the time yall ain't shit/ I can't stand these kids/ but Damn ma u made these kids/ yo words cutting worse then those knives did/ contemplating suicide as a kid/ scared if it won't my momma would beat me senseless/ nobody can feel this/ getting picked on at school/ then come home feeling lik a stranger/ my hearts full of anger/ I try and try but do I Eva here thank u/ fake 'I love u's sounding lik I hate u/ throwing everything in my face lik I asked to b born/ bruises on my arm wen she came home for work/ lik mamma wat u so mad for/ I didn't wanna hear front door/ teachers at skool asking me do I wanna leave home/ no cuz if she found out I told it'll b worser/ tried to make it up buying me clothes/ come on now momma wen been broke to long/ I don't care about no air forces ones/ lying about u always being supportfull/ name one song or poem of mine u kno/ exactly/ I don't wanna hear no more/ I don't care no more/ wanna jus sleep hopefully it'll b better tomorrow/ then again I don't kno/ lost my faith awhile ago/ my prayers got unanswered/ since a lil nigga pissing in my drawers/ all I wanted was to b happy God/ my father to sometimes come around/ my momma to say I made her proud/ some friends to chill around/ a main lady to hold me down/ but I feel ill neva see that now/ can't remember wen I was genuinely happy/ except wen Harlem calls me daddy/ nd it ain't fair to him that his daddy unhappy/ if I die who gone raise him/ so I suffer for his well being/ I hunger to make sure he eating/ my soul dirty I need a cleaner/ I need a miracle where's Jesus/ I need a doc for my heart to start healing/ fuck u if can't feel this/ I give up wats the point of living/ wats the point of chasing a dream/ wen nobody don't believe/ wen nobody can see/ nobody but me/ am I crazy/ or seeing hallucinations/ cuz yall making me feel lik nothing/ so wats the point of trying/ wats the point fighting/ wiping tears off my face lik wats the point of crying/ looking at this pen lik wats the point in writing/ nobody even likes this/ sometimes I wish I ain't have this talent/ doing everything u can jus to come up short handed/ nd everyone around lik boy u could've had it/ but yo words came too late/ maybe if u would've said it yesterday/ I wouldn't have gave up today//

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Joe Cool
Smitty
Ricky Robinson

Wateva u call me. I'm done.

Friday, October 28, 2011

Take My Love

This for the my chicks/ who take time before getting the Dick/ the ones that stay in a mean fit/ bag game sick/ throw up/ nose in the air/ stuck up/ I'm my crib rolling dubbies up/ slow strip tease for we fuck something/ cut something/ blissful moaning/ I hear it til we breaking the morning/ niggas hating tell u I'm hoing/ nd ya friends want me/ they all going/ but I treat em lik ashes dump em off/ u in that vicky secrets take it off/ put that pussy to my mouth/ owww/ lik it wen I get freaky/ no other touching my sexual secrets/ I've perfected this for love season/ nd this love meeting/ hello I'm high lik the greeting/ long stroke back shots keep ya screaming/ nd my love keep ya pussy steaming/ ms lustful/ cum nd get a mouth full/ call me a fool/ but u still do it/ that's cool//

I've been searching/ been looking longing/ for something/ nd that something is something/ that u giving to him/ got me addicted nd we ain't even fucking/ I guess u call it talking/ we stay txting/ got u lost u got u again/ its Destiny/ for ya body to b next me/ or that's the way ya love got me feeling/ got me spinning lik a fan on the ceiling/ Wen to body against his/ titties on my chest/ I can feel ya beat hard behind them breast/ questioning my intentions lik a test/ leave that baggage in the past I'm nothing like the rest/ ask my x's I'm stay the bestest/ wit my sexing/ no flexing/ have u come slower then molasses/ Love sweeter then some Halloween bags/ now come here nd let daddy tap that ass//

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Note: If Only ( the things we shared)

Back on my old shit/ freshman yr blowing weed in my apartment/ u cant hit it unless u sparking/ bad bitch told me I can't hit unless I'm balling/ well baby call me rawlings or spalding/ let me get in ya ocean witout talking/ put the saddle on nd ride it/ this world dark niggas don't kno where the lite is/ but I'm illuminating with every light blub thought I get/ after burning nd facing a zip/ of some good shit/ dark skin bad bitch/ jus wit me for the company that's it/ the lighter chicks get way more freaky/ so we chilling talking bout life at this moment/ but she don't kno I wanna hold her/ blowing weed expanding my mind/ making me work harder on my grind/ cuz this girl I sorta lik/ jazy chick u changed my life/ if I was on my shit u would've been my wife/ but now I give u that long fuck goodnight/ kiss u nd leave out ya life/ no use keeping u from obtaining me right//

Let me start this/ by saying this ain't no bullshit/ lik preaching at a pulpit/ I want u to understand it/ maybe it can help if/ u stop worrying bout the next nigga/ cuz everything yo heart nd soul need I give it/ I promise Raveen/ but still u think I'm playing/ goin on a year this our second December/ everything u said I still hear it/ yo embrace I still feel it/ you I miss while I reminisce/ yo heart hurts from these nothing as niggas u let have yo feelings/ not hating though it sounds lik it/ wen u hurt I feel it/ that's y my lyrics were so depressing/ cuz u ain't trust me/ which lead to the allegations/ that I was lieing nd cheating/ I didn't oneday u will believe it/ until then I'm jus/ Shid I guess/ waiting to pick up/ where we left our feelings at//

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

New Site

Wassup World

iCoolBlog.com

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Joe Cool

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Reopening Wounds (The recurring arrow)

Wassup World

I was thinking bout my x Breanna
Met her in 10th grade at the mall
Been almost 3 yrs since we talked

Sometimes I wish I could apologise
Nd b the man she deserved nd wanted
But I can't now

Anyways I'm rambling about something yall clueless about
Got a lil deep in dis

Enjoy

The best way 2 start dis/ would b me saying I'm sorry/ been so long since u've talked 2 me/ but the fault is mine/ I lost yo line/ so I couldn't hit u up time 2 time/ its a lot on my mind/ still reading that txt in my mind/ saying that the baby was mine/ miscarriage at month 3/ nd how u got burned by the embers/ I thought the medicine exstingished/ 4rm fucking ticia/ said its by another man/ but I owned 2 the rest of it/ arrow nearly killed but u still fucked wit him/ after graduation/ moved 2 the university/ should've had a relationship/ but I was 2 worried bout the hoes on my dick/ gave me another chance/ but I used it 2 get in yo pants/ damn/ last time we talked/ u told me u loved me/ while fucking/ the truth is/ played wit ya/ both times/ hurt u nd hurt u/ yet u still wanna b mines/ valentine/ I jus stay playing wit ya mind/ I made a mistake I apologise//

See ya wondering/ am I still that man/ the one u first fell in love with/ every word enchanting/ each time better then previous/ mario nd u was peach princess/ now I'm acting lik bowser/ say hello to they bad guy/ I told myself no more getting high/ I think wit a more elevated mind/ so its easier 4 god 2 look inside/ now I'm guilty 4 the things I've done 2 these 2 women/ I wouldn't condone it 4 my momma/ my daughter nor sister/ but I manipulate u to put yo feelings in/ so I can take advantage/ maybe I'm confessing 2 much on wax/ but it wouldn't b true if it hadn't/ blessed wit the gab/ nd I jus use it 4 ass/ paranoia causeing insomnia/ txting you/ the puppet nd gapeto/ the wound reopens/ 4rm cupids piercing arrow/ Sincerly yours Cupid in Jordans//

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Sunday, February 27, 2011

Lifes a Bitch

Wassup World
Wrote this 2 a Gambitt beat
Kinetic blast into soul explosion
I believe that's wat its called.......
I'll have 2 correct this in a sec

But any ways man I took Nas song idea
Lifes a bitch 4rm Illmatic
Cole said it best
aint nobody touching Nas shit
but a nigga tried
Shit sometimes u gotta vent

Enjoy
Nd let me kno wat u think

Lifes a bitch nd then u die
That's y we get high
Cuz u neva kno wen u gonna go

Lifes a bitch nd then u die
That's y we get high
Puffing la trying 2 reach the sky

Lifes a bitch nd then u die
That's y we get high
cuz u neva kno wen u gonna go

Lifes a bitch nd then u die
That's y we get high
That's y we get high
That's y we get high

Roll another blunt/ I swear afta I'm done/ the woes of life have taken the fun/ outta getting medium done/ half baked ya feel me son/ I'm trying 2 broil/ get high enough where I soar/ been feeling lik dis b4/ give me a well dressed whore/ who can suck the gravity out the floor/ then give me more/ damn clap 4 her/ ha now she acting stuck up on me/ fuck it/ been proven these gurls phoney/ only hungry 4 ya money/ then telling me they love me/ afta I nutted on her body/ prob got niggas waiting 2 rob me/ on the other end of the door/ I've been there b4/ gun cocked 2 ready blow/ give me everything or I'm slitting yo throat/ ha leave him ass naked/ hit the bitch 2 cover the set up/ then we leave lik its nothing/ urgh its disgusting/ the chicago in me saying I should bust him/ the god in me telling me wait til judgment//

Weed got the voices screaming/ I jus be in my zone thinking/ I sin on the daily some of it premeditated/ will God still 4give me 4 it/ man niggas hungry on the streets/ JO said u gotta eat/ so I'm taking the big piece/ mamma looking ashamed of me/ threw great opportunities chasing a dream/ nd I don't kno the next time I'ma see my baby/ babymoms crazy/ child support asking 4 money/ but my lights been off since last thursday/ my lil bruh looking at felonies at 17/ that shit really hurting me/ my youngest brother prob corrupted/ can't blame mamma she tried her hardest/ raised 3 kids wit no father/ her dad aint even kno his daughter/ nd I broke up wit shunda/ thus leaving Harlem/ am I jus continuing the cycle/ I promised myself I would do better/ cuz this path will neva be successful//

All I got is a dream nd a dollar/ nd a million ideas 2 get power/ turn my 15 mins of fame into an hour/ smoking blunts nd blacks/ trying 2 figure where my money at/ spending nights alone writing in the booth that's where I'm usually at/ my seduction gave baby a heart attack/ phone ringing some kanye shit/ got a txt 4rm this chick/ 18 nice thing sending me flicks/ my gurl leaning 2 give me a kiss/ lock da phone cuz if she see it she'll flip/ told the streets don't get my name tated yet/ cuz the throne of the games I'ma sit/ the cool/ micheal young history/ I came back after niggas tried 2 kill me/ I married life/ nd that bitch played me/ don't worry she aint taking off wit everything/ God son I'ma yung king/ I'm promised eternal life anyways//

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Joe Cool

PS I felt that in my fucking soul

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Mids Make Me Sad

Wassup World
Been sick for the past week
Really couldn't write but 1 or 2 things this whole week
Yea been kind of slow
But this right here I wrote 2 PA beat by the same name
Mids Make Me Sad
Pretty self explanatory
Enjoy

Used 2 b in love with her/ cuz it was no replacing her/ hear ppl say they quit awhile ago/ I guess I'm slow 2 the punch/ wit her I go thru so much/ snow plow truck/ but I'm not shoveling white/ ya'll kno my sweet lady/ mary jane/ once the high is plain/ she brings pain 2 my brain/ especially if I aint ate/ this is not great/ no starship 2 take me away/ everything around seems so gloomy/ I'm starring in my own horror movie/ paranoia starting 2 rule me/ nd my word delivery clumsy/ sacrifice 2 achieve/ so I gotta let her go peace/ duces/ already explained how the pursuit/ nd the abuse/ used 2 love wat u do/ now wat its come 2/ sneak quickies b4 I fall asleep/ used 2 b under u all day/ cuz yo love drowned out pain/ jus once more take me away//

Need a new way 2 escape/ an alternative lik pancakes 2 crapes/ aint fucking wit yall imitation grape/ or even k 3 that's statutory rape/ I need something stinking lik an ape/ got my eyes hanging lower then drapes/ keeping the lights away/ my weed more then loud its DTP/ nd I'm needing a bouquet/ of pink in my green call it AKA/ I got the weed version of Trey/ the neighbors kno wat I'm smoking/ wen I'm blowing/ wen I'm coasting/ nd zoning/ stay rolling/ u kno my shit stroking/ wen everybody round me choking/ on this potent/ stinkyer then a dead rodent/ feeling lik Nikki wanting 2 hold this moment/.......... but u can't/ pursed 2 pass it this way/ ok/ back 2 wat I was saying/ I got a plate greens I jus b buffeting/ boy I'm lik a bull I jus b grazing/ on my Wiz shit still blazing still blazing//

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Joe Cool
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Sunday, February 20, 2011

The Picture

Wassup World

I really don't want to explain this one. I mean once u read it........it jus pretty much explains its self.


Warm hennsey burning yo lips/ I feel as u give me a kiss/ wondering is the weed giving u a lift/ cuz I can take u higher then it/ my arm around ur waist my body held against/ look at the stars she whispers/ her back arching as if 2 reach them/ the rollercoaster of love they plan 2 ride/ y not give it a try/ weed smoke lingers on yo lips after u kiss me/ the ash falling on my sneakers/ we dance on white sand moon lite beaches/ home cooked candle light dinners/ I fixed it/ before hand now we kiss on the sand/ looking in yo eyes seeing heaven/ stress starting 2 get me/ me eyes say things can't be like this 4eva/ I can hear u say relax come here instead/ I'm a king so with you the world I share/ look 2 the sky write our names there/ so our love reigns over everything/

tracing yo body wit my fingertips/ u bite yo lips 2 not get goosebumps/ a kiss 2 to the collarbone neck nd lips/ sends a shock up ya spine giving shivers/ this should be wat love is/ jus admiring this milk chocolate goddess/ that melts in yo mouth not wen u touch her/ lips so full nd plump/ I can't help but wanna kiss them/ whirlpool eyes sucking me in/ she wanders my dreams/ body makes me wanna love it/ til she screams/ not outta pain but outta bliss/ I'm not going off the deep end/ tell me u still following/ I guess u can call her my imaginary wiffey/ I hear her voice in the wind breeze/ her embrace makes time freeze/ I feel her laying next 2 me/ wen I sleep/ dreaming of the women I jus seen/ a picture on a computer screen/ no not yet don't wake me please//


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Joe Cool
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Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Ms Lustful

Wassup World

No explinations 4 dis yet
Jus read
Wrote it 2 Storm Watkins' Ms Lustful

God damn she got me/ monopoly nd I landed on her property/ gotta pay properly/pardon my philosophy/ she's a star astrology/ nd I'm studying astronomy/ in her head lik its psychology/ got her revealing herself unconsciously/ reading her chronology/ her minds something 4rm mythology/ ha Aphrodite/ skin tones a lite mahogany/ wit a thick petite body/ short hair don't care/ she's a hot commodity/ trying 2 put my bid in lik a auction/ cuz mommy u got him/ lite me on fire lik an arson/ 4rm glancing yo way quite often/ studying u lik I'm working on doctrine/ but that's as far as I've gotten/ slick special u far 4rm the common/ ass softer den freshed pick cotton/ let get on dese trees lik tarzan/ b4 I beat that pussy lik a spartan/ I'ma pro baby there's no errors in my margin/ have u screaming lik a virgin/ so loud u waking up martians/ in her body lik surgeon/ making magic lik merlin/ a beast wit the ball call me erwin/ let me go ova it 1 mo time lik some hw I'ma turn in/ time 4 yo decision/ partake in sin/ nd tell yo man he a has been/ or b stuck wondering//

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Joe Cool
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Tuesday, January 11, 2011

A Fool 4 U

Wassup World
I wrote this 2 a Jonathan Lowell beat
The name escapes me now
O yea
Some Smooth Type ish

So this is me writing 2 a certain some1 I always write 2........a lot lol
She'll never kno she's my muse
Others prob have I make it obvious nd hidden at the same time lol but
Hopefully its better dat way
Cuz I'll prob neva tell or approach her

Anywho this is me once again talking 2 her in my head
Or on paper
Don't wanna sound 2 crazy
I named it a fool 4 u cuz that's how I felt nd all I could think while I wrote
"I'm really a fool 4 her 2 b writing about her again"
#kanyeshrug wateva I'll continue 2 write about wat inspires me

I know u bout used 2 me writing songs 2 woe u/ but this aint wat u used 2/ far 4rm my usuals/ this will out shine all who pursue/ its jus something about u/ can't even enjoy food/ cuz I rather jus enjoy u/ kiwi slices wit ya brown skin/ waiting 4 my chance/ 2 b ya man/ mamma let me in/ nd I can show u wat u missing/ I kno wat u thinking/ nd I'm here 4 those reasons/ put yo heart in my safekeeping/ our love is jus a beginning/ travel the world being my misses/ shower each other in kisses/ be joanna cool my princess/ I wanna b ova yo heart like a necklace/ wit jus a lil finesse in/ everything I gonna express/ if u say no I'll prob regress/ back into a feeling of distress/ but I jus wanna please any request//

A psy major/ so we on the same path/ loves God loves music she's a great grab/ something unstoppable gifted beautiful damn clap 4 her/ the perfect match 4 her/ heart connoisseur/ I kno the value of her/ neva break it lik a saboteur/ jus b my love chauffeur/ introduce my heart 2 urs bonjoure/ mademoiselle cool nd I'm yo monsieur/every night our first time recurs/ there's no love as magical as hers/ 4geting the troubles of the world/ cuz its jus me nd her as it twirls/ been waiting so long/ 4 dis moment 2 unfurl/ be my gurl/ I wanna know yo every dream/ nd please all yo fantasies/ winner of my heart only nominee/ carve u heart me in a tree/ I could part da red sea/ wit yo love powering me/ perfection 4rm Tennessee/ say yes 2 me//


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Joe Cool
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Friday, January 7, 2011

Warm Winter

Wassup world

I wrote this to PA's Warm Winter beat
It samples Kanye's Coldest Winter
I thought I'd get my story teller on this time
That's how I started writing in the first place with stories that is
I'ma start back the Love nd War story also
Jus gotta get time nd ideas

But without further adieu I present
Warm Winter

Over worked/ stressed 4rm her/ they were arguing jus earlier/ he really wanted this 2 work/ need 2 fiz it 4 she's gave up/ stoped by da weed man/ so he could jus clear his head/ after work/ called no answer guess the phone broke/ stopped at the store 2 surprise her/ candy roses her favorite color/ nd a teddy bear wit a card saying how much he loved her/ his future wife neva would he leave her/ needed her/ lived 4 her/ in the car writing pouring out his heart made 2 the house she was sleep/ mascara on her cheeks/ the tears that he couldn't see/ changed clothes a bag hid in the closet/ wasn't thinking he aint notice none of it/ layed in the bed beside her/ wrapped his arms around her said I love you/ as he fell asleep under the covers wit his fiance/ layed the presents/ on the mantel/ wen she wakes she's gotta notice it/ the love of his life he'd neva let go of her//

Aint none like her
She could've been the 1
But its ova (its ova 3xs)

Had me since day 1
Seduced b4 the talking begun
But its ova (its ova 3xs)

She awoke in the middle of the night/ a phone call set it off/ no words the voice jus said let's go/ grabbed her bags noticed her man/ kissed him before she walked out the door 2 leave him/ then she noticed wat was on the mantel/ grabbed the letter nd the bear/ layed her engagement ring there/ the roses started withering/ ran 2 the kitchen/ her heart jumped she couldn't believe/ wrote him a letter exposing her secret/ layed it in plain view 4 him 2 see it/ long hair wrapped in a ball cap/ brown eyes hid behind sunglasses/ one more look at wat she once had/ walked out nd neva looked back/ whispered I'm free as she reached the cab/ two bags packed/ 10 gs str8 cash/ told her take me away 4rm that/ tears in her eyes still not looking back/ her heart was slowing breaking by every street light passing/ holding the bear she sat silent/ he still dreaming of there last kiss//

Friday 7 30/ a warm winter morning/ he awoke 2 the sun shining/ the snow reflected it damn near blinding him/ washed his face did his routine/ b4 he noticed anything/ thinking his ladys making breakfast/ he notices the note after he gets dressed/ the ring also on the mantel piece/ every word tore his heart 2 bits/ 2 kill it she sealed it wit a kiss/ grabbed the ring/ promise 2 love 4eva was inner engraved/ how could she do this 2 me/ he screamed as he fell 2 his knees/ the pain was unbaring/ she was uncaring/ first clas. holding the teddy bear/ reading the letter/ she sacrificed their marriage/ 4 dreams 2 b in pictures/ leaving 4 the stardum/ as he suffered his heart broken//

PA or Fayt um wateva holla at me lil bruh

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Joe Cool
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Tuesday, January 4, 2011

What am I? ( Still Learning)

Wassup World

I wrote this one to H2's We Learn
at the beginning he takes a part 4rm fight club
u kno the movie wit brad pitt
its a good movie
its crazy at the end
he had this whole way of looking at things
didnt really understand or think about it the first time
but the second time i really paid attention
nd he made some points
not gonna get into it
but he begins
"you are not your job
you are not how much money u have in the bank
you are not the car you drive
you are not the contents of you wallet
your not your fucking khakis "
then i just vent

so heres What am I? (Still Learning)

if none of those things make me/ then most of my songs should be empty/ looking at things self consciencely/ got me feeling depressed among things/ nothing but harlem my goals nd music matter/ the life of an asshole/ my babymamma pissed cuz i aint bought diapers in a long time/ but im walking wit a candle cuz i aint got no lights on/ it'll be aight doe/ got a dollar and a dream/ watch me scheme/ if it fails got a plan B/ neva fall keeping the pavement below me/ i be looking at some of my homies/ who aint get so lucky/ still making something outta nothing/ breaking laws cuz they feel they aint got nothing/ or working they fingers to the fingertips/ so y should i complain about my hard ships/ shawty 20 wit 3 kids/ neva shed a tear about it/ babydaddys aint bout shit/ he aint seen one his shorties/ how could he do it/ prob seen his mom go thru the same shit/ but i aint preaching/ just telling you what i see man/ another one my niggas locked up/ damn the shit continues/ but i look up lik im supposed to be thankful/ but i am i could of been worse off/ scratched me off wit a red mark/ but he aint. do u got something planned please answer/ no money no house no car not even a wardrobe/ those things dont make me/ but still wat am i made of//


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Joe Cool

Chilling....

Wassup World

this one was produced by my big homie Gambitt
we started music around the same time
Percyse, PA, Gambitt, B-easy, and I
the beat was Pre Smoke Session from Gambitt's second released beat tape

The name comes from the word we all use
chilling
wen u finna go ova to somebody how u wit
or jus talking 2
or some1 on the side
dont matter we all use it nd it has double meaning
maybe we doing this or maybe we doing that
so maybe im saying this
or maybe im saying that


Cool
as we sit in this room
music low
lights dim
jus me and you
i got a stick you can ride on boo
take you higher then the mountains
shake hands with Zues
u gotta take it all doe
sorry
aint no truce
then we doin it again once you get through
ima bad mutha fucking dude
the kinda guy
that'll make you take first class flights
jus to spend 1 nite
in the sky
we kno it aint
doing the illegeal
hurting our life
my green bar depleting
but dont get it wrong
it aint red light blinking
take it to the dome
til we finished
sorry was that selfish
when i said
i dont eat shellfish
i jus rather meat in bun
with lettece
some times ketchup
babygurl catch up
i aint trying to get ahead of ya
wen we get done
we can do the regular
u garb the stick
nd seeds
i bust it open
lick it
put it in
lick it once more
u flick my bic
til u get grey smoke
u smiling at me
lik yea i know
u said u got the munchies
lol
its that dope
wen we done
we can do it once more


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Joe Cool

Overbearing Pain

Wassup World

First up is a song called "Overbearing Pain"
Produced by storm watkins with Ms Hill on the sample
wrote this about my baby moms
jus venting on how i did wrong
we both did bad heres a part of my evil

My babymother/ gave love like no other/ hold up this aint me trying 2 get back with her/ back 2 wat i was saying/ gave love lik no other/ only woman i let get close/ other then ariel/ but thats not here nor there/ i miss the bond we once shared/ i fucked it up chasing tail/lik a dog goin in circles/ didnt learn my lesson wen i burned us/ ointment healed us/ so its lik it neva happened/ but i ran low on love/ feeling i gotta move on/ sorry for the pain i put on ur heart hun/ i remember all the bullshit nd lies/ nd how i could keep a str8 face looking in ur eyes/ looked the other way weneva u cried/ i wanted 2 commit suicide/ when our love died/ cuz u was the most high/ not fly/ bleeding love i opened fresh wounds every night/ im sorry aight//


Cool?
Joe Cool

6 New Post

Wassup World
Ima bout 2 give yall 6 new post this week 2 make up 4 slacking
all these lyrics are produced by my favorite producers
i'll give them shouts nd i'll explain the inspiration behind them
not all will b lovey also
Cool?

well lets get it

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Joe Cool