Blood On Your Cool (Feat. The Trolls)

Sun shinin' on my Rolls Why living I don't know Two thirds habitual One third is ritual How cool are the songs i sing How cool is anything Good sex good shit good sleep I'm spyin' That check was pretty big I'll spend it pretty quick My body's pretty shot I'm dyin' Everyday is a duel with the fool with the blood on your cool Every night is a hee hawing mule when there's blood on your cool Everyone that you meet is a ghoul when there's blood on your cool Cruelty will be your school when there's blood on your cool Blood of the cool That check was pretty big Grab hold and then grab more Didn't have to look too far I learned this from rock stars Soul fights against the beast Beast has a world for feed A world of cruelty Doesn't do shit for free Birds singing I am sad Soul leaves but I'm not mad Oh, fuck it, yes I am It's either me or them Sun up, big see is blue Not working how 'bout you Don't even fight the weather That makes me feel better Wide moon of memory Big voice inside of me Short time to live and die Quick fading live of lies I think about it when i get old Payment for being bold Might be a crown but still I might get a fucking bill Sun up, big see is blue Not working how 'bout you Don't even fight the weather That makes me feel better