| 歌曲 | Still The Best |
| 歌手 | Kool Keith |
| 专辑 | Sex Style |
| 作词 : Matlin, Thornton | |
| Yeah | |
| American and european, national champion | |
| Kool keith, you know who i am | |
| The master man, willie biggs, big status | |
| Droppin nine-six and seven, big status | |
| Skill.. lotto winners | |
| I taught new york city, the five boroughs how to rap | |
| You can take that back, and pull them thongs our your rectum crack | |
| I'm +poppa large+, big daddy, big penis in a caddy | |
| Retro petrol, i run that whole metro-politan area, | |
| Burnin ya, the style is scarin ya | |
| You don't know, and half of y'all brothers can't flow | |
| I'm texas swift, down south, they call me frankie joe | |
| Keep pushin rigs, mack trucks, drop off your girl's wigs | |
| I'm strictly business, no gimmicks, a rhymin expert | |
| No common style, or wack logo, cheap hip-hop shirt | |
| You best to be prepared, paperclips, on your mouth | |
| I rock virginia, tag atlanta, 95 south | |
| Then hit miami, let the girls feel my stiff jammy | |
| I'm national kid, girls like the way i dress | |
| Chorus: kool keith (repeat 2x) | |
| I'm still the best, i'm still the best, east to west | |
| Joe kingpin, big stack, money willie biggs | |
| [kool keith] | |
| Superfly get back, your whole group is +freddie's dead+ | |
| Rap style pee stain, like yellow spots on your bed | |
| I'm jay gloom, on the strets, still walkin doo doo | |
| You can't stop me, step off, now let your girl jock me | |
| I ride a bus and tail just like a kawasaki | |
| Motorcycles with big gloves, i'm here to damage ya | |
| Political style flop, your child play is amateur | |
| Yo take that word, i rip your anus, youse a herb | |
| I get in rectum, zoom focus on your whole room | |
| Wear green capes and walk in clubs like i'm dr. dooom | |
| Handblock double switch monkey style, flying horsemen | |
| Crab leg, walk on top of rappers, then i cross men | |
| I be the silver surfer, glidin with a fly leather | |
| Wig, gold chains, my glasses fog in the rainy weather | |
| We do this like brutus, i make you say, "who dis?" | |
| The man on the mic's right, cover your styles tonight | |
| I do my duty destruct, take skin off your booty | |
| Masquerade man is ill, keith spinnin reel to reel | |
| Who play the number tonight? i put six on a five | |
| Shoulda combinated, go ahead baby | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| Big willie, big willie | |
| Big willie-heyyyeah-heyyy | |
| Big willie, big willie | |
| Big willie heiyyyyyy | |
| [kool keith] | |
| You're not competition, no joke, i know your kinfolks | |
| That sloppy gotti style just a bowl of wheat oats | |
| No matter how mean or point blank hard you look | |
| I cover my eye, retarded bugged like i'm captain hook | |
| Like vincent price, i'm nice, i bake and coke you twice | |
| Your crew is rat turd, your parakeet flow is bird | |
| At my night show lick my pubic hair, tell me word | |
| I'm basic nasty, with tight moves, smart like lassie | |
| Classical winner bass, pumpin while your sound is thinner | |
| I kick back, with drawers off, invite your girl to dinner | |
| Get sexy raw, the champagne pours even more | |
| No forcefield, i rhyme erotic, feel myself on tour | |
| I'm so delicate, countin cash, too intelligent | |
| Yeah, i bought the dream book | |
| Gon' play what i got to play tomorrow | |
| Do this right, yeah | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| Best, east to west | |
| Best, east to west, big willliehaeyyy | |
| Best, east to west | |
| Best, east to west, hooo hoo ho hoooo | |
| Best, east to west | |
| Best, east to west, heyyyy heyy, heyyy heyy, heyyy heyyaheahhh |
| zuò cí : Matlin, Thornton | |
| Yeah | |
| American and european, national champion | |
| Kool keith, you know who i am | |
| The master man, willie biggs, big status | |
| Droppin ninesix and seven, big status | |
| Skill.. lotto winners | |
| I taught new york city, the five boroughs how to rap | |
| You can take that back, and pull them thongs our your rectum crack | |
| I' m poppa large, big daddy, big penis in a caddy | |
| Retro petrol, i run that whole metropolitan area, | |
| Burnin ya, the style is scarin ya | |
| You don' t know, and half of y' all brothers can' t flow | |
| I' m texas swift, down south, they call me frankie joe | |
| Keep pushin rigs, mack trucks, drop off your girl' s wigs | |
| I' m strictly business, no gimmicks, a rhymin expert | |
| No common style, or wack logo, cheap hiphop shirt | |
| You best to be prepared, paperclips, on your mouth | |
| I rock virginia, tag atlanta, 95 south | |
| Then hit miami, let the girls feel my stiff jammy | |
| I' m national kid, girls like the way i dress | |
| Chorus: kool keith repeat 2x | |
| I' m still the best, i' m still the best, east to west | |
| Joe kingpin, big stack, money willie biggs | |
| kool keith | |
| Superfly get back, your whole group is freddie' s dead | |
| Rap style pee stain, like yellow spots on your bed | |
| I' m jay gloom, on the strets, still walkin doo doo | |
| You can' t stop me, step off, now let your girl jock me | |
| I ride a bus and tail just like a kawasaki | |
| Motorcycles with big gloves, i' m here to damage ya | |
| Political style flop, your child play is amateur | |
| Yo take that word, i rip your anus, youse a herb | |
| I get in rectum, zoom focus on your whole room | |
| Wear green capes and walk in clubs like i' m dr. dooom | |
| Handblock double switch monkey style, flying horsemen | |
| Crab leg, walk on top of rappers, then i cross men | |
| I be the silver surfer, glidin with a fly leather | |
| Wig, gold chains, my glasses fog in the rainy weather | |
| We do this like brutus, i make you say, " who dis?" | |
| The man on the mic' s right, cover your styles tonight | |
| I do my duty destruct, take skin off your booty | |
| Masquerade man is ill, keith spinnin reel to reel | |
| Who play the number tonight? i put six on a five | |
| Shoulda combinated, go ahead baby | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| Big willie, big willie | |
| Big willieheyyyeahheyyy | |
| Big willie, big willie | |
| Big willie heiyyyyyy | |
| kool keith | |
| You' re not competition, no joke, i know your kinfolks | |
| That sloppy gotti style just a bowl of wheat oats | |
| No matter how mean or point blank hard you look | |
| I cover my eye, retarded bugged like i' m captain hook | |
| Like vincent price, i' m nice, i bake and coke you twice | |
| Your crew is rat turd, your parakeet flow is bird | |
| At my night show lick my pubic hair, tell me word | |
| I' m basic nasty, with tight moves, smart like lassie | |
| Classical winner bass, pumpin while your sound is thinner | |
| I kick back, with drawers off, invite your girl to dinner | |
| Get sexy raw, the champagne pours even more | |
| No forcefield, i rhyme erotic, feel myself on tour | |
| I' m so delicate, countin cash, too intelligent | |
| Yeah, i bought the dream book | |
| Gon' play what i got to play tomorrow | |
| Do this right, yeah | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| Best, east to west | |
| Best, east to west, big willliehaeyyy | |
| Best, east to west | |
| Best, east to west, hooo hoo ho hoooo | |
| Best, east to west | |
| Best, east to west, heyyyy heyy, heyyy heyy, heyyy heyyaheahhh |