Kool Keith

Kool Keith - Black Elvis lyrics

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Yeah!
 For the 2000 (2000)
 Black Elvis (Black Elvis)
 We get raw with this (hand me my guitar)
 Tour bus packed (tour bus packed)

 Black Elvis  recordin in the 48 track studio
 Madison Square Garden soundcheck  to speak direct
 Fans in the upper level  backstage passes
 Wearin diamonds around my glasses  leather coat
 Thirty thousand from Wilson  countin the mill's
 I'm talkin to Andre Harrell with a chaffeur drivin me around
 in the green Rolls Royce, parked parallel, on Fifth Avenue
 Steppin in Bloomingdale's, waitin for Celine Dion to get her nails done
 Tour dates start tommorrow, MCI send the cash through Wells Fargo
 Black Elvis, 28 G's a night
 Tour bus with the Motley Crue, who gon' stop who?
 Rock star don't need no tattoo
 Guitar out of the sharp, Fender bass with the Stratocaster
 With Prodigy, Rage Against the Machine, flyin over the Atlantic ocean
 with the potion

 Chorus: Kool Keith

 Black Elvis, rock star, walkin down Broadway
 What y'all thinkin about?
 Black Elvis, rock star, walkin down Broadway
 Chillin in the project hallway

 (repeat 1.5X)

 [Kool Keith]
 Tour bus, painted neon green with black wheels
 We do big wheels, count big head Franklin bills
 Movin up that's when I'm Black Elvis at the Civic Center
 Promoter book venues that are too small, ignore the call
 Seventy thousand jam packed arenas
 with rock fans wearin backpacks
 Merchandise sell nice gold shirts with red lights
 Sponsored by Dial soap and a Heineken
 The biggest rock star gon' rhyme again
 Roadie cases for eight months, Samsonite suitcases
 Rappers comin home with no money on the red eye with dead eyes
 Stadium tickets, watch scalpers get wicked
 Pull up in my limo ejecting your demo (your demo)
 Stretch lamborghinis with four doors, with four floors
 Followin right behind yours, basic Continental
 Get out your rental before I get mental
 (Yeah baby)

 Chorus 2X

 [Kool Keith]
 Huge signs on highways, you see the biggest advertisements
 I meant to man the bombs off and skip my next assignment
 Walk in the Sony building, grab checks
 Stop in a Hilton, Warner Brothers Chap' on the back
 of my royalty statements, my name is Matthew
 Three apartments on the West with 200 songs
 Five minutes each on Ampex reels
 At the Shark Bar chewin billionaire meals
 At the Apollo, can you digest?
 I'm a hard act to swallow
 With a Paris France with a real estate agent
 that's building me a kid's playground in Denver, Colorado
 Vacation unknown when I'm speakin 3-way with Roberto Duran
 and Sugar Ray Leonard on the cellular phone
 Upstate Connecticut, hold you rap style with a better grip
 (I'm a rock star now)

 Chorus 2X
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Ruffhouse Records LP

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Released in: 1999

Language: English

Appearing on: Black Elvis / Lost in Space (1999)

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