Rasool Lyrics

	作词 : Brock, Davis, Harris, Scott ...
	His name was Rasool
	Carmel completed boy from the 22
	Rough on the outside
	But on the inside he was cool
	Rasool was a king
	But also a fool
	Back on the block again with the same crew
	Tariq from the west side
	Little John form the avenue
	Always seen um bout a quarter to two
	Shaking hands with everybody
	But at the same time sharing the blues
	And oh how he passed it on
	Shaking hands till what was in his pockets was gone
	He'd be outside in the cold with his bubble goose on
	But inside
	I knew he wasn't warm
	Around 10:30 on that dreary night
	His bowaz said they were hungry they were hungry
	Wanted to get a bite
	But they didn't send a runner
	Rasool knew it wasn't right
	But he stayed anyway to get the chain he liked
	And oh how the shots rang in the streets
	Hitting everybody in the surrounding vicinity
	Children of the children
	One young father to be
	And Rasool lay dead in my north Philly Street
	At fifteen years old
	It was the first death I'd seen
	But the game ain't designed for no kind of winning
	And oh this is a friend of Rasool
	Telling you to think about what you do and who you call your crew
	The very choices you make
	May make a Rasool out of you
	Now you don't want that do you?

	zuo ci : Brock, Davis, Harris, Scott ...
	His name was Rasool
	Carmel completed boy from the 22
	Rough on the outside
	But on the inside he was cool
	Rasool was a king
	But also a fool
	Back on the block again with the same crew
	Tariq from the west side
	Little John form the avenue
	Always seen um bout a quarter to two
	Shaking hands with everybody
	But at the same time sharing the blues
	And oh how he passed it on
	Shaking hands till what was in his pockets was gone
	He' d be outside in the cold with his bubble goose on
	But inside
	I knew he wasn' t warm
	Around 10: 30 on that dreary night
	His bowaz said they were hungry they were hungry
	Wanted to get a bite
	But they didn' t send a runner
	Rasool knew it wasn' t right
	But he stayed anyway to get the chain he liked
	And oh how the shots rang in the streets
	Hitting everybody in the surrounding vicinity
	Children of the children
	One young father to be
	And Rasool lay dead in my north Philly Street
	At fifteen years old
	It was the first death I' d seen
	But the game ain' t designed for no kind of winning
	And oh this is a friend of Rasool
	Telling you to think about what you do and who you call your crew
	The very choices you make
	May make a Rasool out of you
	Now you don' t want that do you?

	zuò cí : Brock, Davis, Harris, Scott ...
	His name was Rasool
	Carmel completed boy from the 22
	Rough on the outside
	But on the inside he was cool
	Rasool was a king
	But also a fool
	Back on the block again with the same crew
	Tariq from the west side
	Little John form the avenue
	Always seen um bout a quarter to two
	Shaking hands with everybody
	But at the same time sharing the blues
	And oh how he passed it on
	Shaking hands till what was in his pockets was gone
	He' d be outside in the cold with his bubble goose on
	But inside
	I knew he wasn' t warm
	Around 10: 30 on that dreary night
	His bowaz said they were hungry they were hungry
	Wanted to get a bite
	But they didn' t send a runner
	Rasool knew it wasn' t right
	But he stayed anyway to get the chain he liked
	And oh how the shots rang in the streets
	Hitting everybody in the surrounding vicinity
	Children of the children
	One young father to be
	And Rasool lay dead in my north Philly Street
	At fifteen years old
	It was the first death I' d seen
	But the game ain' t designed for no kind of winning
	And oh this is a friend of Rasool
	Telling you to think about what you do and who you call your crew
	The very choices you make
	May make a Rasool out of you
	Now you don' t want that do you?

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