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[Kool Keith]<br />Yeah motherfucker.. that's right..<br />The motherfucker in the house.. Kool Keith..<br />Fuck all the bullshit, let's get to the real shit..<br />Yeah..<br /><br />Your rhyme touch is soft kid<br />like a stripper's ass with a touch of plastic<br />Writin with a local style<br />talkin about competitive shit you never mastered<br />Youse a wannabe thug nigga, you ain't bugged nigga<br />I cut your bitch-ass up, leave your legs under the rug nigga<br />Who want the whiplash? <br />Cigarette burns, broken face hair pinned up in a cast<br />Me standin on the top of your tour bus<br />Butt-naked with a fuckin hockey mask<br />Slicin your cashmere with a sharp 7-Up glass<br />Don't you know I'm sick nigga? Lick my dick nigga!<br />Forty-four caliber killer gun-toter<br />Hide your kneecaps in a Lexus motor<br />Pack your stomach in a compartment<br />Old dingy fucked up Bronx apartment<br />Don't piss me off with a tec-9 loaded in a bullshit street argument<br />I don't care how hard you get<br />You just another man that never lived in the projects poppin shit<br />You ain't stoppin shit, fuck that Batman and Robin shit<br />and what block you with<br />Kneel down, make a nigga like you call me Big Ernest<br />Bake your intestines, throw your stomach in the furnace<br />Watch the thermostat, you ain't no fuckin fat cat<br /><br />Chorus: Kool Keith<br /><br />[sung] You never lived in the projects!<br />You ain't no drug dealer<br /><br />*repeat Chorus 3X*<br /><br />[Kool Keith]<br />Rude bwoy with a temper like a Jamaican off a Haitian boat<br />Carribean ruckus - with an Elvis wig<br />slap the piss out of one of you untalented rap motherfuckers<br />Bodyguards won't work <br />with a 30-shot car bomb under my Dominican shirt<br />Submachine in the duffle bag<br />Watchin Sesame Street with my daughter, peepin Ernie and Bert<br />With backstage passes, wearin a long trenchcoat<br />Get Morris in your projects<br />and Jackson in a Madison Square Garden concert<br />Ready for CBS and NBC, to do a big network<br />The average guy, havin a product manager<br />and a female publicist wearin a fuckin bulletproof vest<br />I got time for motherfuckers actin like Elliot Ness<br />Winchester sawed off blow your Rolex through your fuckin chest<br />Splatted body pieces while blood drips off your girl's dress<br />I'm ready for more progress<br />Have your head sent home <br />and a piece of your leg sittin on the record company desk<br />Extort like a mad nigga Western Union<br />You don't have a clue men how I get through men<br /><br />*repeat Chorus 4X*
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[Kool Keith]<br />Yeah motherfucker.. that's right..<br />The motherfucker in the house.. Kool Keith..<br />Fuck all the bullshit, let's get to the real shit..<br />Yeah..<br /><br />Your rhyme touch is soft kid<br />like a stripper's ass with a touch of plastic<br />Writin with a local style<br />talkin about competitive shit you never mastered<br />Youse a wannabe thug nigga, you ain't bugged nigga<br />I cut your bitch-ass up, leave your legs under the rug nigga<br />Who want the whiplash? <br />Cigarette burns, broken face hair pinned up in a cast<br />Me standin on the top of your tour bus<br />Butt-naked with a fuckin hockey mask<br />Slicin your cashmere with a sharp 7-Up glass<br />Don't you know I'm sick nigga? Lick my dick nigga!<br />Forty-four caliber killer gun-toter<br />Hide your kneecaps in a Lexus motor<br />Pack your stomach in a compartment<br />Old dingy fucked up Bronx apartment<br />Don't piss me off with a tec-9 loaded in a bullshit street argument<br />I don't care how hard you get<br />You just another man that never lived in the projects poppin shit<br />You ain't stoppin shit, fuck that Batman and Robin shit<br />and what block you with<br />Kneel down, make a nigga like you call me Big Ernest<br />Bake your intestines, throw your stomach in the furnace<br />Watch the thermostat, you ain't no fuckin fat cat<br /><br />Chorus: Kool Keith<br /><br />[sung] You never lived in the projects!<br />You ain't no drug dealer<br /><br />*repeat Chorus 3X*<br /><br />[Kool Keith]<br />Rude bwoy with a temper like a Jamaican off a Haitian boat<br />Carribean ruckus - with an Elvis wig<br />slap the piss out of one of you untalented rap motherfuckers<br />Bodyguards won't work <br />with a 30-shot car bomb under my Dominican shirt<br />Submachine in the duffle bag<br />Watchin Sesame Street with my daughter, peepin Ernie and Bert<br />With backstage passes, wearin a long trenchcoat<br />Get Morris in your projects<br />and Jackson in a Madison Square Garden concert<br />Ready for CBS and NBC, to do a big network<br />The average guy, havin a product manager<br />and a female publicist wearin a fuckin bulletproof vest<br />I got time for motherfuckers actin like Elliot Ness<br />Winchester sawed off blow your Rolex through your fuckin chest<br />Splatted body pieces while blood drips off your girl's dress<br />I'm ready for more progress<br />Have your head sent home <br />and a piece of your leg sittin on the record company desk<br />Extort like a mad nigga Western Union<br />You don't have a clue men how I get through men<br /><br />*repeat Chorus 4X*
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