[Verse 1] The gangsters selling crack cocaine and living off the street And rappers boast about the life they just pretend to lead Going on and singing songs about their fancy limousines Their ten-bedroom apartments and their slutty badass queens [Chorus] No one's as cool, bro No one's as cool, bro No one's as cool, bro No one's as cool as you [Verse 2] While you're all smoking dope and having parties by the pool Your runners hit meth-addict kids with some outside the school So while you rap a new groove trying to make dealing okay Fate will get you later when you're queuing at the gate [Chorus] Don't you call me bro, no Don't wanna be nothing like you, ho Don't you call me bro, no Don't want no brother like you [Bridge] You got no damn business cruising on my street And you got no right to say, this ain't my problem Around the world you're feeding the kids on drugs And you got no shame, you see, you are the problem Unlike you I like to feel I'm part of the solution Unlike you I like to feel I make a contribution [Instrumental: blues-funk electric guitar solo] [Verse 3] The rasta man's a man of peace as long as he's got ganja But methheads when they trip a bit start running round with pangas The tik you're pushing in the bush is making kids go crazy You know it's wrong but carry on because you're so fucking lazy [Chorus] No one's as cool, bro No one's as cool, bro No one's as cool, bro No one's as cool as you [Verse 4] Pornographers and prostitutes don't paint a pretty picture And homeless vagabonds are queuing pleading for a fix, sure That's the fate that you create, selling off our future Feeding off the broken lives and spiritual pollution [Chorus] Don't you call me bro, no Don't wanna be nothing like you, ho Don't you call me bro, no Don't want no brother like you [Verse 5] Why don't you look in the mirror when you get home late Ask yourself, am I the hero? No, you're no one's hero, better get this straight Pushing drugs and guns won't get you into heaven Unlike you I like to feel I'm part of the solution One day you are going to have to make some real retribution [Verse 6] You'll have no excuses when you're on your knees You'll get no chance to say, it ain't your problem You ain't no one's hero, better get this straight Pushing drugs and guns won't buy you any favors [Chorus] Don't you call me bro, no Don't wanna be nothing like you, ho Don't you call me bro, no Don't want no brother like you [Outro] Oh man, don't take it so seriously But no one's quite as cool as you, right? But no one's quite as cool as you Who cares?
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