Rasool
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โฑ๏ธ 3:05 duration
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๐ Lyrics
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?
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?
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.01] His name was Rasool
[00:05.09] Carmel completed boy from the 22
[00:10.11] Rough on the outside
[00:13.12] But on the inside he was cool
[00:17.01] Rasool was a king
[00:19.13] But also a fool
[00:21.15] Back on the block again with the same crew
[00:26.20] Tariq from the west side
[00:29.22] Little John form the avenue
[00:32.23] Always seen um bout a quarter to two
[00:37.25] Shaking hands with everybody
[00:41.32] But at the same time sharing the blues
[00:44.36] And oh how he passed it on
[00:48.30] Shaking hands till what was in his pockets was gone
[00:53.49] He'd be outside in the cold with his bubble goose on
[00:58.45] But inside
[01:01.48] I knew he wasn't warm
[01:04.59] Around 10: 30 on that dreary night
[01:10.55] His bowaz said they were hungry they were hungry
[01:15.54] Wanted to get a bite
[01:17.64] But they didn't send a runner
[01:19.64] Rasool knew it wasn't right
[01:22.74] But he stayed anyway to get the chain he liked
[01:25.78] And oh how the shots rang in the streets
[01:31.74] Hitting everybody in the surrounding vicinity
[01:37.71] Children of the children
[01:40.87] One young father to be
[01:43.92] And Rasool lay dead in my north Philly Street
[01:48.92] At fifteen years old
[01:52.84] It was the first death I'd seen
[01:55.96] But the game ain't designed for no kind of winning
[02:10.07] And oh this is a friend of Rasool
[02:17.00] Telling you to think about what you do and who you call your crew
[02:21.08] The very choices you make
[02:24.02] May make a Rasool out of you
[02:28.12] Now you don't want that do you?
[02:56.18]
[00:05.09] Carmel completed boy from the 22
[00:10.11] Rough on the outside
[00:13.12] But on the inside he was cool
[00:17.01] Rasool was a king
[00:19.13] But also a fool
[00:21.15] Back on the block again with the same crew
[00:26.20] Tariq from the west side
[00:29.22] Little John form the avenue
[00:32.23] Always seen um bout a quarter to two
[00:37.25] Shaking hands with everybody
[00:41.32] But at the same time sharing the blues
[00:44.36] And oh how he passed it on
[00:48.30] Shaking hands till what was in his pockets was gone
[00:53.49] He'd be outside in the cold with his bubble goose on
[00:58.45] But inside
[01:01.48] I knew he wasn't warm
[01:04.59] Around 10: 30 on that dreary night
[01:10.55] His bowaz said they were hungry they were hungry
[01:15.54] Wanted to get a bite
[01:17.64] But they didn't send a runner
[01:19.64] Rasool knew it wasn't right
[01:22.74] But he stayed anyway to get the chain he liked
[01:25.78] And oh how the shots rang in the streets
[01:31.74] Hitting everybody in the surrounding vicinity
[01:37.71] Children of the children
[01:40.87] One young father to be
[01:43.92] And Rasool lay dead in my north Philly Street
[01:48.92] At fifteen years old
[01:52.84] It was the first death I'd seen
[01:55.96] But the game ain't designed for no kind of winning
[02:10.07] And oh this is a friend of Rasool
[02:17.00] Telling you to think about what you do and who you call your crew
[02:21.08] The very choices you make
[02:24.02] May make a Rasool out of you
[02:28.12] Now you don't want that do you?
[02:56.18]