Kool On The Roots (Ft. Greg Porn & Truck North)

[Intro]
Whoa, ohh
Whoa, ohh, mm

[Hook: Black Thought]
Come get your kool on
Stars are made to shine (Aah)
Come get your kool on
Stars are made to shine (Aah)
Come get your kool on
Stars are made to shine (Aah)
Come get your kool on
Stars are made to shine
Stars are made to shine
Come get your kool on
Stars are made to shine
Come get your kool on
Stars are made to shine
Come get your kool on
Stars are made to shine, stars are made to shine

[Verse 1: Greg Porn]
I’m in the double-G, three-piece tux
Screaming, "Dressed to kill," hope somebody call my bluff
It’s a full house, sipping on a Royal Flush
Two queens is on my cuffs, good times is in the cards
Living on borrowed time, I’m paying the extra charge
To feel like something small is worth a hundred large
Swag is en retard, charm is on massage
Wit is "en garde"—I challenge you to a duel
Who needs a chain when every thought's a jewel?
God bless the weirdo when everyone’s a fool
Fuck a genie and three wishes
I just want a bottle, a place to write my novel
I am heroin to those that hear a rhyme and think:
"How do you find this upper echelon?"
It's time, let’s toast to better days
A beautiful mind and a flow that never age