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Yeah! straight from new york city |
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It's all the way live - youknowhati'msayin? |
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And i gotta tell you like this |
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Like shan said, i pioneered this |
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And i'ma let you have it |
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Super status, structure, lyrically the baddest |
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No time to perpetrate on front street, i rock the fattest |
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Ultimate ego, your rap style, sounds feeble |
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Bionic black man, crowd packed with tons of people |
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No one the equal, should grab the mic, stop my sequel |
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Purchase your ticket, i been here since wilson pickett |
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Shut off your rap dream, career's over, that's on high beam |
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You on the trampoline learnin, you still concernin |
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I burn your index, spray your raps like they insects |
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I want that action |
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Chorus: kool keith (repeat 2x) |
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I do this all the time |
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(every night and every day, we make moves so don't you hate) |
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I do this all the time |
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(every night and every day, kool keith does his thing his way) |
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[kool keith] |
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Movin steady through yo' zip code, arrangements, your lip fold |
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Y'all billboard hype companies line that y'all ship go |
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Got your mom believin the label clown pick your room up |
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Y'all stuck in contracts in pop's house, clean your room up |
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I pull your charter from the blind side, to the start up |
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There'll be no star, pull them stickers off your rented car |
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Your man is playin also, a fake mafioso |
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His rap is so-so, i'm warmed up like chocolate cocoa |
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Who you know go? get that kid, off your promo |
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I move like marko, new york city think i'm cuomo |
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You sayin, "oh no, keith is droppin big solo" |
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I hang on grand street, with shoppin bags down on soho |
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Chorus |
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[kool keith] |
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Catch you out there, with mic stands, cords in yo' hand |
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Youse a first year rookie, duplicatin method man |
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I test yo' skills, fanbase that only go to peteskil |
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Servin headwork, new mc's, watch your neck jerk |
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I'm such an expert, i pull you quick, stop your concert |
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I drop my interludes sharp now, words and inserts |
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Back your face up, while sound man, turn the bass up |
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You wearin makeup, your skirt is short, sippin a quart |
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You think you're hardcore? you're opposite, rappin softcore |
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Kickin metaphor with zeroes, i give you a score |
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Monster amateur, i move up kid, then i damage ya |
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Check one two |
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Chorus |
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(every night and every day, we make moves so don't you hate) |
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(every night and every day, kool keith does his thing his way) |
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(every night and every day, we make moves so don't you hate) |
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(every night and every day, kool keith does his thing his way) |
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(every night and every day, we make moves so don't you hate) |
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(every night and every day, kool keith does his thing his way) |
