Well, I'm the equalizer, to be graphic 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 better me, no way
I'm frankly, more clever than all of you, and every one My son, pay close attention, I take brain to another dimension Hold it, mold it, shape it, you got a knife, yes, I wanna 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, your brains I wanna up Mega, degrees
I come around, roastin' with fire To burn the toy, raw meat, turn the flame higher Cook it like a fish, I'll hook it for any
time that I took it right, correctly to the top With the rhythm and as head, bop I'm hype, for the beat down
I'm attacking them, my job is them For every rapper, must I be them once, or twice in the face rough beats, producin' the bass that blow out 'Cause to go out
Inner spark, I'm ready to blow out this, altitude level forth, stompin' every devil in sight You might wanna bite My illusions, confusions
You're a mark, skulls, I've abusin' any rapper who follow me Your girl me, now, she wanna swallow me Back up, move on to the
When I'm on the stage, should be clear speakin', ear to ear Places far, would appear for the countdown So you to rhyme and twist, stuttering, uttering
Parkay, margarine, everything and another thing You shoulda been a Muppet, a toy boy, a fake scream I'm titles and punks butter up it to me Said, gee on the mic, and I'm hype for the critical down
Here's the K, the double O, swing in the L, I'm ready to go As Keith, Rap, Chief Executive plus exquisite Mandatory, capital statements, I am the Preaching what makes
Class, you wasn't able to pass, for any or lice who come last I'm boric, computing acid Get off the mic and won't you please pass it to me, for a one two Give me a pound and lots of
No hands, you disappointing my fans, you on And talking to cans, hello, how are you I come to wreck, and parties I'll ruin with rhymes, pumpin' up Diesel advances, makin' them 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 hype for the beat down