[Kool Keith]

I know the game bro, I count the same dough

P.I. style, gators with the Kangol

I move on the floor, hit the towel, same flow

60 minutes on stage, spectacular show

Kurt on the turns, edged up with sideburns

We do the thing right, we do the thing tight

The press is there, we get you out the spotlight

You think you hot right, over like Cartwright

You can't even rhyme, I leave you when you start to write

Cash and run, yo cash in son

How you gon' take me, I heard of you vaguely

Strictly the master, you can't game me



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We sport the Kangols with the flyest clothes

"The legendary, the metaphor king with metaphor swing"

Collect our checks and take the girls home

"You know you rappers are lame, full time I'm runnin the game"



[Kool Keith]

Momentum I get 'em I spit 'em with venom

My cadences hit 'em, like his girl babysit him

You know the facts, clone stage put your acts on

Gas up, you pump up, with the Exxon

Girls get wet, spin around, break your neck

Like Crazy Legs, Adidas suits start to break and sweat

Come out retirement, fools come and place your bet

You just a gay non-kitten that I gotta pet (MEOW!)

I'm climbin up, role call, I ain't finished yet

Speed is hype feed, offbeat you regret

Catch the breeze, stop and ease

Stop it please, now you phony kid you tryin to jet



[Chorus]



[Kool Keith]

I set up roadblock, rock 'em sock 'em like a robot

Women touch theyself, grab they parts for delf

Man you stay on the shelf, can a man flow?

Can a man go, right at the place

At nighttime, watch me glow, get on the field

Quarterback, watch me throw, watch me flow

Turn around, put up your names up, fire and flames up

Come and you came up, change the game up

Talk and walk, talk and hawk

Jock me now, jock me later, your DJ slide

Kicked his mix down to the fader

Voicemail, hit your man on his pager



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