Kool Keith
Kool Keith - Octo Freestyle songtekst
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[Kool Keith] Kool Keith in the house.. Y'all on that Enquirer, Crispin Judd, Ben Affleck bling I don't care about all that new band on the Spin cover Can't sing, ukelele figures Watch it MTV, let's get funky Who added these ukelele niggaz? Overpromote me, spend a lot of money on me like Smilez & Southstar Before I wet up your steering wheel Move on your Louis Vuitton decoration in your car Don't offer me a drink, I don't wanna go to the bar [x2] I get in you, I continue, I boost up the menu [Kool Keith] Pull over please, now look at your wannabe bleedin knees Sunflower seeds all over your Bentley floor Train monkeys to put the Huggies on Defecate on your El Dorado roof, that's hardcore Put salve on your face for the cold sore Same world with a cold war, wearin a facemask What's that disease comin over from Japan and Singapore? Find feces on the floor, your dresser Turn your girl to open the drawer Rewind and do it again, the enemy, I found it Go back and look in your car, serial shitter Not a killer, FedEx animal waste To the record labels I'm more iller Adrenaline rush 8 gallons of urine packed in Dolce Gabbana bags Under the Greyhound bus Real alligators, movin in garment bags You don't wanna ride with us You wastin time talkin jive with us You better get on this baby, and get live with us Move it, I'm tellin you Buick Skylark, beige convertible with a big dent on the side Movin through the streets, with crack smokers in a used ride The OJ's bumpin on the passenger side Tom Greeno, movin distribution deals out to Trenton, New Jersey His man out West, Tommy S Pressin up from El Camino Usin the same masterin lab on the D.O. Money D known as Tony Blaze, what he, went to see his P.O. Upper class, witty Kool Keith stood on the Twin Towers before Peed a hundred stories off, my urine covered the rush hour Everybody had umbrellas walkin around New York City Lookin gritty, the wet in the game I put the pet in the game I put the basketballs, you bought the net in the game Threw Pampers out the window curiously I poured acid in your face, furiously Now you got the toxic waste on your back window Who can see? Pull over at the service station You in a nervous station with no discrimination Blacks skip the free lunch, Asian rappers sign in I don't care if you're caucausian, African with rhymes paid Chinese with rhymes laid...