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[Kool Keith:] A lot of rappers ain't shit, they just bullshit They wanna step on stage and pop piles of shit But I ain't with it, so black quit it Who pulled the plug?... You know I did it Cause you sound whack and, fucked up with no class But I get deeper, stick a rhyme up in yo' ass Light up your inner skull, and burn up your rectum MC's are doo-doo I never did respect 'em Fuck 'em, like a bitch with no drawers on So you want a tape, stupid-ass with pause on Damn, I cut you off on my radio As I take a step back, and piss on your video Piss on the pop charts and fake material Rappers know I'm stupid mad, I'm gettin fed up And fuck all your whack groups, they get set up Five at a time, let 'em come with that cheap shit Now 1 Adam 12, with that fantasy street shit Or rappers who try to teach, and brag and pop shit But I'm on 8th floor, and ready to drop shit Pounds and pounds and stacked up with metaphor Open the bag, step aside and then let it pour Hittin your brain like a current through a lightbulb Or any old bar, plus your neighborhood nightclub Beware yo, you're talkin out of your ass Songtexte[laughter] [Kool Keith:] You say you make this much, and you make that much You come in your white Benz, and pull up like Cap'n Crunch But I don't give a fuck; I drive a Geo Now who got the best rhymes? Tell 'em Leo While you stand stiff like Gilligan with no Island I burn the MC, who wrote your fucked up style and Cause I'm a get the axe out, and start choppin 'em Call President Bush to keep stoppin 'em Whack MC's get the fuck out the business Oh you with a major? Now tell me what is this Yo, I'm gettin busy and hyped up While you gotta scream your rebel tracks are fucked up Measured unmeasured, off-beat and left field What dummy produced that? That shit ain't real I'm tellin facts, I'm blowin up on your ass And if your show is tonight, I'm goin up in your ass Just like an outlaw, smooth rugged and raw I never roll with a clown, when I'm out on tour I'm not impressed, fuck around with that cheap style That African tribe shit, political freestyle School is lettin out now, it's three o'clock Fuck all that weak whack shit, it's four o'clock Time to get paid, the critic kingdom New York an' While rappers try to talk I step away and keep walkin Fuck 'em~! Male rappers and females Cause you ain't worth two cents, a bag with seashells Tryin to dance, tryin to talk, tryin to rhyme Tryin to preach, tryin to I'll Tryin to teach, tryin to scream, listen close chief You're talkin out of your ass [laughter] [Kool Keith:] Continuin, no fuckin bum can stop me Unless you write in, and tell the company drop me But I don't think so, c'mon Freddy I woke up at 8 o'clock, I'm fuckin ready For any your whack shit that's hard to sell 10 weeks on Billboard, it's hard to tell See I don't get mad, the X'll get even I jump on stage, your dirty ass is leavin You're lettin off steam - oh yeah really? No time for rat turds, you're fuckin silly Don't come with that phony Monie macaroni Love style Cause I'm a get mad, stupid crazy and buckwild Son of a bitch, step to me Rich And watch the X flow reverse and switch MC's to the other side, they get waxed though You never knew I could rhyme? You didn't axe though I'm rollin all of you two-faced bastards Ready or not, that's why I always practice Catch me off guard, yo Sandman fuck you I stand in the front while other rappers they duck you Come inside, they try to sneak out the back door As I get hyped and criticize the whack more Fuck 'em, I got some shit for their black ass White rappers too, I got some shit for their whack ass Cause I don't hold back with tons of mega shit Come on stage sway down with a weak hit But you think you're fresh though, you ain't jack shit Smoother than Rhythm X, go 'head with that whack shit Aiyyo duke, you're talkin out of your ass Yes, this is the one Rhythm X And all you stupid-ass motherfuckers who think you nice I wanna see what you got But I know you ain't got shit Ain't nuttin but jack doo-doo dumb doo-doo whack shit But you step in boy, and you get played like a toy SEE YA! Fuck you Aus Songtexte Mania