Well, I'm the equalizer, known to be I clear static, breakin' up traffic, move, while I enter the I'm on top and to prove, to whack MC's Who claim to be than me, no way
I'm frankly, more than all of you, each and every one My son, pay attention, I take your brain to another dimension it, mold it, shape it, you got a knife, yes, I wanna scrape it Up and down, sideways, any way, I can be to you
But rap and be crude to you and eat up Toy ducks I beat up, I am the oven, your brains I wanna up Mega, degrees
I come around, roastin' MC's with To burn the toy, liar raw meat, turn the higher Cook it a fish, I'll hook it for any beat
It's time that I it right, correctly to the top the rhythm and as your head, bop I'm hype, for the beat down
I'm them, my job is stacking them For every rapper, must I be smacking them once, or twice in the With rough beats, producin' the bass that out 'Cause to go out
Inner spark, I'm ready to out like this, altitude level forth, stompin' every devil in sight You might just bite My illusions, confusions
You're a mark, skulls, I've abusin' any rapper who follow me Your girl loves me, now, she wanna me up, move on to the rear
When I'm on the stage, be clear speakin', goin' ear to ear far, ducks would appear for the countdown So you wait to and twist, stuttering, uttering
Parkay, margarine, butter and another thing You been a Muppet, a toy boy, a fake scream puppet I'm takin' titles and butter up it to me Said, gee on the mic, and I'm hype for the critical beat
Here's the K, combined the double O, swing in the L, I'm to go As Keith, Rap, General Chief Executive exquisite Mandatory, statements, I am the teacher what makes sense
Class, you wasn't able to pass, for any germ or lice who last I'm boric, high computing Get off the mic and won't you please it to me, for a one two check Give me a pound and lots of
No hands, you my fans, you on reverb And to cans, hello, how are you doing? I come to wreck, and parties ruin with rhymes, pumpin' up smoke Diesel advances, makin' choke and cough up The hard headed, I'll soften, spongee, then after that,
the assess, the Buddha with the ganji Puff up, while I make stuff up I'm Kool Keith, cold MC's I'm for the critical beat down