Well, I'm sonically, bionically For you dummies, stupid are you, Cupid? You steal my rhymes and then you it
Wrong, back way Follow me now, this way into this While I rap on through this for germs Who never knew this switches, down
around, look in the mirror You rap catchers are a error inning, I'm back to the dugout You on the field, I'm to bug out
Like a manager, smackin' up team Male or female, ducks who of takin' me On the mic and me rack up I stack up foreign precinct rappers need to back up
Quickly, rip your brain off Throw it down so the blood can off My hands, while I to a fan I'm Kool Keith, not a or a Dan
But a General, to a mineral Pushin' a crowd, to keep on I'm Housing
{Moe Love cuts up Keith}
Now I'm back, to continue my I'm never screamin' loud with any Roughly, that a child can I teach kids, and ducks that
a flamethrower, and how do you show a A grass rapper, cut him a lawnmower Twice, golden wheat Ground the rest moldin' meat
And cook 'em, 'til they all well They not ready, they don't done Like fish, it ain't my dish I grab a and to battle, I wish
A MC or Pepsi, I'll sip up Drop your face and the other lip up Watch, while I stun and you Kick out lyrics that daze you
I'm boss, the one that pays you Nine to five, all are hired And when I MC's are fired No pay, no way
You're an employer with to say But I can say, one for sure I'm Things
{Moe Love cuts up Keith}
I think it's pitiful, you had taunted me Your girl sulkin', she wanted me Before you was about Back in the days, when I about
Science, the construction No other solo team or Did that, or got that I play brain ball a bat
To skull, smack it out the park I rhyme bright, and you're in the With shadows, hallucinating To compel, the K, as in Kool
Combined in Rap metal is terminal And joy, the beef On time, and my mic will on
For any roach or who wanna pray on A weakness, but my Has a way to show that I'm rhymes, you have to be, quicker
And versatile on the I'm Keith Cold Things
And I'd like to say to my man, Father Mashon And also my Kevvy Kev, Ced Gee, Moe Love, TR And my man I God, Paul C, Enemy and the Jungle Brothers Peace, I'm outta