[00:00:01] Lupe Fiasco - The Cool [00:00:05] Yeah... [00:00:09] Yeah... [00:00:12] The cool. [00:00:15] Turn me up [00:00:16] Uh-huh.. [00:00:17] Yeah.. [00:00:20] He came back [00:00:21] In the same suit that he was buried in [00:00:23] Similar to the one his grand father was married in [00:00:25] Yes... he was still fresh to death [00:00:28] Bling, two ear-rings, a chain laying on his chest [00:00:30] He still had it cuz they couldn't find it [00:00:32] And the bullets from his enemies sat like two inches behind it [00:00:35] Smelled the Hennesy from when his niggas got reminded [00:00:38] And poured out liquor in his memory, he didn't mind it, But... [00:00:41] He couldn't sip it fast enough [00:00:43] So the liquor was just filling the casket up [00:00:45] Floating down by his feet was the letter from his sister [00:00:48] Second Grade hand-writing simply read "I miss ya" [00:00:51] Suit jacket pocket held his baby daughter's picture [00:00:53] Right next to it one of his man's stuck a swisher [00:00:56] He had a notion as he laid there soaking [00:00:58] Saw that the latch was broken, he kicked his casket open [00:01:01] And he... [00:01:01] This life goes passing you by [00:01:04] It might go fast if you lie [00:01:06] You go and you live then you die... [00:01:10] O-oh-oh-ohh [00:01:12] If life goes passing you by [00:01:14] Don't cry [00:01:15] If you breaking the rules [00:01:17] Making your moves [00:01:18] Paying your dues... [00:01:20] Chasing the cool [00:01:22] Not at all nervous as he dug to the surface [00:01:24] Tarnished gold chain is what he loosened up the earth with [00:01:26] He used his mouth as a shovel to try and hollow it [00:01:29] And when he couldn't dirt spit... swollowed it [00:01:31] Working like a.. hmm.. reverse archaeologist [00:01:34] Except.. his buried treasure was sunshine [00:01:37] So when some shined through a hole that he had drove [00:01:39] It reflected off the gold and almost made son blind [00:01:41] He grabbed on to some grass, he climbed [00:01:44] Pulled himself up out of his own grave and looked at the time [00:01:47] On the watch that had stopped six months after the shots [00:01:49] That had got him in the box wringing Henny out his socks [00:01:52] Figured it was hours because he wasn't older [00:01:54] Used some flowers to brush the dirt up off his shoulders - so.. [00:01:57] With a right hand that was all bones and no reason to stay [00:02:01] Decided to walk home [00:02:02] So he.. [00:02:03] This life goes passing you by [00:02:05] It might go fast if you lie [00:02:07] You go and you live then you die... [00:02:11] O-oh-oh-ohh [00:02:13] If life goes passing you by [00:02:15] Don't cry [00:02:16] If you breaking the rules [00:02:18] Making your moves [00:02:19] Paying your dues... [00:02:21] Chasing the cool [00:02:23] He begged for some change to get him on a train [00:02:25] "Damn that nigga stank", is what they complained [00:02:27] Tried to light the blunt but it burst into flames [00:02:30] Caught the reflection in the window of what he became [00:02:32] A long look... Wasn't shook, wasn't ashamed [00:02:35] Matter fact only thing on his brain was brains.. yeah [00:02:38] And getting back in his lane, doing his thang [00:02:41] First he had to find something to slang [00:02:43] Next stop was his block [00:02:44] It had the same cops [00:02:45] Walked right past the same spot where he was shot [00:02:48] Shocked that some lil' niggas tried to sell him rocks [00:02:50] It just felt weird being on the opposite [00:02:53] They figured that he wasn't from there [00:02:54] So they pulled out and robbed him [00:02:56] With the same gun they shot him with [00:02:58] Put it to his head and said "You scared ain't ya?" [00:03:01] He said: "Hustler for death. No heaven for a gangsta." [00:03:03] This life goes passing you by [00:03:06] It might go fast if you lie [00:03:08] You go and you live then you die... [00:03:12] O-oh-oh-ohh [00:03:13] If life goes passing you by [00:03:16] Don't cry [00:03:17] If you breaking the rules [00:03:19] Making your moves [00:03:20] Paying your dues...