| Lyrics: | [Kool Keith]
Yo yo yo
Worldwide, worldwide
Kool Keith in Bronx housing
Ninety-nine,
2000
As we get biz, yeah
I'ma let you have it
Let's do this
Yo, my life is
clientele, while pro people talk about me
Cut empty pocket, shark faces like electric
sockets
Sideburns with afro, nasty pro, throw like Rollo
In Wells Fargo, cashin checks while
you tryin to borrow
My game is cut through, plastic come, we can see through
disco music,
jazz loops, I ain't tryin to be you
Nineteen-ninety-nine, 2000 black, new design
My head is
on right
Back up kid you wasn't born right
Playin center I block your wack raps like Bill
Cartwright
Pick up your rebounds, plastic soft production sounds
All MC groups will be
cartoons like Mother Goose
No joke I bust back
Kid for real, watch your
buttcrack
Entourages, movin neighborhoods like Mr. Rogers
Slam rhymes on concrete, mash em
up in car garages
Cadillac spin, open magazines, Vibe again
You're jealous stare lickin,
paws like you're Rin-Tin-Tin
I'm back again, I stop your programs like Gentle Ben
Yeah
(yeah.. yeah.. yeah..)
Chorus: Kool Keith (repeat 4X)
I'll be the man, watch your
backpack, pen and pencil
School today! Grown man, I don't play
[Kool Keith]
Back up
the turnpike, watch Mad Max turn into you
Get gassed at truckstops, leave diesel fuel, burnin
through you
I come to boo you, best believe, I'm a damager
Cancel shows, interviews, I don't
need no manager
Slash fan, half of y'all, think I'm the Elephant Man
Look through my records
analyze me like I'm Michael Jackson
Collect my vinyl DJ moves spinnin on my wax and
groupies
in line, camera flashes, I don't need the action
Swea |
