(Verse 1) Yo koolingen on tha mic You thought you where going to get siked But you’re not even liked Always personal chef Last I cooked it became meph Yeah that was just a test See a guy selling drugs doin a citizen arrest When you see me you’re not sure if to come up to me or to on run and flee On tha stage it can’t be you and me Is that so hard to see When I walk ,oh wait I don’t, I just drive cars I could drive all the way to mars But I need to finish these bars I am stuffing cigars in jars Just rapping no guitars (Verse 2) I am stuck in the rap realm Look at my jewelry they all have a gem From my rhymes you get overwhelm From tha streets to tha stage I think it is time to flip tha page It is time for da bomb to step in I stop every one like tha wall of Berlin It is like a knife in your skin Feel it cutting within If not that is a sin And not a win win Tha boys smoking 50 cigarettes a day Come say hey Hate you if you say slay You know where this song is going but witch way (Bridge) Crip or blood I stand in between Burning bridges as seen Did you watch when I took your clock Homies running around on tha block (Verse 3) I the city where duty calls A bunch of people running into walls Yeah they’re hooked on drugs you should see that they are balls I'm Koolingen, in tha house Am I the protagonist or just some random mouse Nothing I drink is clean home baked wine That is the only thing my eyes has seen Koolingen from the alleys of Sweden Walk in to my house you gonna get beaten And after that eaten Then we’re gonna be done You know I am spitting facts Try to scam me not signing the contracts I take my raps to the max It is time to stop my acts (Outro) Just want to tell you man I know you can T,! Koolingen out