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