Kool Keith

Kool Keith - Mental Side Effects songtekst

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(feat. Fat Hed)



Yeah, Kool Keith, with special guests

We comin through



[Chorus]

[KK] My mental mental mental side effects

[FH] Without a flaw we give you more

[KK] My mental mental mental side effects

[FH] We come first, you drool with thirst

[KK] My mental mental mental side effects

[FH] You drool with thirst, who come first

[KK] My mental mental mental side effects

[FH] We give you more without a flaw



[Kool Keith]

My mental pressure for lesser lookin over the wall

Starin at the dresser it's open and dope and you hopin

up down and broken on crack tokin to smokin my songs

Battle the pain, contain and claim and train and aim

the same trade, upgrade relayed contacts metaphor

Complex, kind of sore

For sure, for tour, for many but more, my shirt velour

Explore top chicks, white chicks, black chicks

You move skip flip switch first it's grab your purses

Rehearse this, reimbursement, top lyrical president

Swap evidence, testaments in memory of, the man above

Style precise, ladies in love, relax in tub



[Chorus]



[Fat Hed - One]

Me not care about devil thrills, we wield clever quills

Pop a wheelie spin out peelin rubber wheels

We on hidden planets, with a cosmic vision

While you at the crick in the woods eatin chicken

Spockavelli, you country like pumpkin toss

You with mics like hot wings with no dunkin sauce

Fakin moves, you bluffin eyebrow pluckin

Call me Tex-Mex shuckin diesel truckin

Y'all need money, y'all need inspiration

Got that milk breath with a hesitation

Oval Office, nature of the beast

Cold profits, reachin towards the East

We so effervescent, get yo' panties stretchin

Got your kid in the alley, teach him a lesson

He's confessin; we know what you after

I'm thinkin movin faster than puppet master



[Chorus]



[Fat Hed - Two]

I'm pickin up money, rollin with homies

Leavin them lonely, only few, I'm stickin to Jakes, new cake shit

Sometimes they call me, wishin they knew me

Nuttin can move me, groovy, uhh

Sayin I'll call, political, radical

And at you all, I'm doin it

Tellin me, often-ly

Surprising me, they paying me

Coming to slang, tryin to hang

I'm sittin on thangs, that's real big

You don't know, you don't show no cash flow, the chicks know

Riffin and steppin no weapon and dead 'em

You send 'em I kill 'em you reckon

The money we make, the hookers we take

Your pockets we shake for cake, uhh

Homey I promise, Jakes ain't honest

Tarnished Jakes ain't modest duke



[Chorus]



[repeat in background: "Who's cooler than Kool?"]



[Kool Keith]

Benjamin, Kenneth did a good job with the Germans behind you

In your mind you think you're incredible

But Benny, I wore the Black Elvis wig

Now you wear it

I took off the wig, you just puttin it on

I got bored and left L.A.

I'm very impressed Benjamin, you just movin into L.A.

Are you a star fool?

Or do you wanna put down that pride you hide, and do a track together?

You let me know Benjamin
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