Kool To Touch by POETIK Lyrics
[Intro: 2Pac]
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
[Verse 1: Poetik]
Who talkin' about me? I ain't heard it loud and clear
Poetik Suspekt, gangsta rapper of the year
Who talkin' about me? I ain't heard it loud and clear
Poetik Suspekt, gangsta rapper of the year
8-6-D-A-M-U, that's for real
My life's on the line, they tried knifed my spine
But I breeze through the ave, flamed up, Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E
Cut from a different cloth, we buck, do or die
Sip the Henny straight, meditate, watch for petty snakes
Any way they [?] the wind, shoot them, let 'em lay
Enemies, you better pray, I'm the wrong one
Thinkin' you can fuck with me? Bitch, you on somethin'
I, I see no bullets hit the body
I was runnin' through the streets back when rappin' was a hobby
I don't need no 64, no Red Bull, I'm through the door
You squat up, I'm Fat Joe, I'm Terror Squad
[Chorus: 2Pac/Lukan Rai$ey]
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
Baby, just alleviate ya
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it (ayy)
I can't even lie about it (Raise)
I can't even lie about it
[Verse 2: Lukan Rai$ey]
Champagne sippin' in my robe, I'm slidin' through
[?] the fits and rubber bands then the Audi Coupe
They snitchin' on they plans, I just cop the loot
I can never fold, unfold the turf when they watchin' moves
Cold game, no names are through the belly on 'em
Sincere, New Jack City without the carry-on
[?] the day [?] shot 'em
Medicated for the buddha, I done smokin' when I drive
If you fuckin' with the fix, yeah, this shit a hunnid
By the way, all my mama got is hustle in my veins
Bank shot with the play, hoop like K.D. in the paint
Bitch, I do this like my cousin '98
Middle finger flippin' if you politicin'
Throw that deuce to my blood, yeah, the sky the business
Still maneuver through the rain
Vote that [?] up on the dash, couple hunnids for the city lights
[Chorus: 2Pac]
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
Baby, just alleviate ya
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
[Verse 1: Poetik]
Who talkin' about me? I ain't heard it loud and clear
Poetik Suspekt, gangsta rapper of the year
Who talkin' about me? I ain't heard it loud and clear
Poetik Suspekt, gangsta rapper of the year
8-6-D-A-M-U, that's for real
My life's on the line, they tried knifed my spine
But I breeze through the ave, flamed up, Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E
Cut from a different cloth, we buck, do or die
Sip the Henny straight, meditate, watch for petty snakes
Any way they [?] the wind, shoot them, let 'em lay
Enemies, you better pray, I'm the wrong one
Thinkin' you can fuck with me? Bitch, you on somethin'
I, I see no bullets hit the body
I was runnin' through the streets back when rappin' was a hobby
I don't need no 64, no Red Bull, I'm through the door
You squat up, I'm Fat Joe, I'm Terror Squad
[Chorus: 2Pac/Lukan Rai$ey]
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
Baby, just alleviate ya
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it (ayy)
I can't even lie about it (Raise)
I can't even lie about it
[Verse 2: Lukan Rai$ey]
Champagne sippin' in my robe, I'm slidin' through
[?] the fits and rubber bands then the Audi Coupe
They snitchin' on they plans, I just cop the loot
I can never fold, unfold the turf when they watchin' moves
Cold game, no names are through the belly on 'em
Sincere, New Jack City without the carry-on
[?] the day [?] shot 'em
Medicated for the buddha, I done smokin' when I drive
If you fuckin' with the fix, yeah, this shit a hunnid
By the way, all my mama got is hustle in my veins
Bank shot with the play, hoop like K.D. in the paint
Bitch, I do this like my cousin '98
Middle finger flippin' if you politicin'
Throw that deuce to my blood, yeah, the sky the business
Still maneuver through the rain
Vote that [?] up on the dash, couple hunnids for the city lights
[Chorus: 2Pac]
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
Baby, just alleviate ya
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie
Is it cool to touch?
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it
I can't even lie about it