Kool Keith

Animals In The Projects
[Kool Keith: voice lowered] Busta gon' always make that good club jam But I'ma make bitches and niggaz excited, get gross on the toilet Chicks catch a relapse, drop them hamburgs Shit out that pork and ham Once quite marketable meats distributed all fuckin up with Bill Graham Watch you clam, close up, fish go up your nostrils I pull the gates, down Fix up my nose The barbershopper clocked The crowd strut when I turn around with the leather goosedown and shit on your haircut Paint your asshole with my cum on the airbrush Fuck weed embalming fluid breathe The contact's from the air dust Y'all was steppin to gorilla shit, see that gorilla spit Wipe that suit defecation, on your pave fist Turn your back on your glass, V.I.P. stain I piss in your Crist' With dog shit around both of your wrists You might not expect a turd in your birthday gift V-neck velour like Will H, throw out you pluck bastards I deal Four great danes and a afghan, chew on your custom seats Flow on psychiatric, I hear y'all rappin Candy-coated watered down gay producer shit man take off them panties Your bitch rock a bra that don't fit with them tits that's covered that's counterfeit SongtexteYou must come with a prescription I'm over-the-counter shit Ox tables Three a day keep the monkeys climbin Your bitch orderin sneakers out of East Bay The volcano dunk low pros For fashion week chimpanzee, coke down to the floor Antony Graham projects late at night The alligator's in my apartment, two doors down fuckin tenants You hear the lion roar (RAWWWWWWWWR) Hippopotamus owner two flights up named Brian Graw Suck your dime's asshole with a milkshake straw Let the milkshake pour like, the Bang Brothers calm productions DVD spin New York bitches lookin for a husband They eat up a cow's ass! With dairy products I'd rather spank it up and hit it from the back Three hundred billion invested in amateur fuckin Answer your phone son of a bitch, I'm still here Drinkin tonic water on the rocks with Mitchski I see girls they pony ride, bendin they legs like Trixie A lot of shit stains need repair Yellow work hat, I'm doin your job slob New Jersey transit and New York subway system can't fix me Aus Songtexte Mania