Kool Keith

Kool Keith - Neighbors Next Door lyrics

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[Keith]
 Yo Jacky  this Keith.
 It's the answering machine
 I left the keys under the rug
 There's some meat up in the closet
 If you goin through it out tonight
 I'ma run up to Tower Records to get a pizza
 aight
 Ima come back
 yeah

 [Dr. Dooom]
 Chewin alligator meat live cowsteak
 sittin on old newspapers by thekitchen sink
 You think im off limits driving a 74 Dodge Plymouth
 Up the street with human feet colored apple-green
 with spots eatinblueberry Pop Tarts
 With the eighth body in my trunk my elbow bleeds with lumps
 Walkin from the sanitation dump with rotten skulls
 on my waterbed with Miller beer kegs
 Blood in my cabinet, ears in my closet
 watchin the Raptors play the Houston Rockets
 With your arms in the freezer I grab a icicle
 puttin fingerprints on my bicycle
 Walkin up to have a drink at the club ?there is? three Irish chicks
 lookin at me like im sick
 Walkin by chin-chins I stole the keys from ya friends
 Lookin out ya ?Madrion? hotel window like Elvis Presley
 coming down the elevator
 Good evening mister excuse me pardon me with body parts
 And credit cards walkin down Sunset Boulevard past the red light
 I threw a rat with mayonnaise at ya head lights
 Four blonde girls screamed and put on their hi-beams
 I fake like i'm ?vomiting smoking sick? threw acid on their stomachs
 And drove of with a wig down La Brea listen to a tape by Slayer
 Parked in a parking lot behind Burger King
 eatin a raw pack of chicken wings
 With blood on my fingers I blast a CD by the Staple Singers
 The cops told me to turn it down,
 they like my shoes from Buster Brown
 I went up the block an bought some incense
 for the wrong smells in the air conditioner vents
 Hey kid need twenty cents havin a cook-out with my neighbor
 How ya like the meat flavor mmmm

 Chorus:
 [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
 [Jacky Jasper] sorry bout the noise last night
 [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
 [Jacky Jasper] hey hey yall got some toilet paper
 [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
 [Jacky Jasper] don't mind the smell from across the hall
 [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
 [Jacky Jasper] see ya at twelve midnight comin over

 [Jacky Jasper]
 Ya shell shocked, cuts a rock mad ?blood? vulcan like Spock
 Pull ya ribs out suck ya own cock
 Block twenty-five knots laid up outta luck
 Cut ya ass open stuff ya like a duck what
 ?Attraction? recarnation in a slump twenty-five cents
 And a german dick pumped up
 Shoulda known the killa from the jump junk
 In veins impedes the brain hijackin planes
 Pull a kotex out of Louis Lane
 Explain the sky rain
 Cadillacs and dead bitches consort with witches
 Twenty-five sistas pussies with blisters we burn'em in rivers
 Saviors of pimps and concubines
 Have you ever asked yourself will you fuck Marilyn Manson
 Or become Charlie Manson Deathwish
 Or become Charles Bronson
 Take your testicles and your dick for ransom
 In a tea jar right next to the cookie jar
 With nose and tits smoking a cigar
 Beverly Hills superstar Jacky Jasper
 Keith a.k.a. Dr. Dooom
 Twenty-five dead chicks with an ice pick
 Machine guns galactica brooms pay for room two
 Into sci-fi we stay fly
 Seven heads an ten horns
 Side died ripped open eyeball for a subway token
 Asshole broken manics in a cave spandex columbo smokin
 Panties in liquid pinesol soakin
 Selling glass to Dr. Bones, Dr. Dooom ?ass lie on cellphone?
 Sportin scuba fins in a limo
 Eatin fingers on a hunt
 Attached with a pick ass out dick out
 Nigga what you want?
 [Dr. Dooom]
 I want a kotex with whip cream

 Chorus:

 [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
 [Jacky Jasper] sorry bout the noise last night
 [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
 [Jacky Jasper] hey hey yall got some toilet paper
 [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
 [Jacky Jasper] don't mind the smell from across the hall
 [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
 [Jacky Jasper] I'm comin over twelve midnight to borrow some sugar
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