Well, I'm the equalizer, known to be I static, breakin' up traffic, move, while I enter the groove I'm on top and happy to prove, to MC's Who claim to be than me, no way
I'm frankly, more clever all of you, each and every one My son, pay close attention, I take brain to another dimension Hold it, it, shape it, you got a knife, yes, I wanna 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, your brains I wanna up Mega, supersonic
I come around, roastin' with fire To burn the toy, liar raw meat, turn the higher it like 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 down
I'm them, my job is stacking them For every rapper, must I be smacking them once, or in the face With rough beats, producin' the that blow out power to go out
Inner spark, I'm ready to blow out like this, altitude Reachin' forth, stompin' every devil in You just wanna bite My illusions, confusions
You're a mark, skulls, I've been 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, be clear speakin', goin' ear to ear Places far, ducks would for the countdown So you wait to rhyme and twist, stuttering,
Parkay, margarine, everything butter and another You shoulda been a Muppet, a toy boy, a scream puppet I'm takin' titles and butter up it to me Said, gee on the mic, and I'm hype for the critical down
Here's the K, combined the double O, in the L, I'm ready to go As Keith, Rap, General Chief Executive plus Mandatory, capital statements, I am the what makes sense
Class, you wasn't to pass, for any germ or lice who come last I'm boric, high acid Get off the mic and won't you pass it to me, for a one two check Give me a pound and lots of
No hands, you disappointing my fans, you on And to cans, hello, how are you doing? I come to wreck, and I'll ruin with rhymes, pumpin' up smoke Diesel advances, makin' them and cough up The hard headed, I'll soften, spongee, then that, drink
the assess, the Buddha with the ganji Puff up, while I tough stuff up I'm Kool Keith, cold MC's I'm hype for the critical down