Luyện nghe bài hát Kool Keith Housing Things

Well, I'm sonically, high
For you dummies, ironically
What are you,
You steal my and then you loop it

Wrong, back way
Follow me now, this way into this
While I rap on this for many 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 your
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 can drain 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

Love cuts up Kool Keith}

Now I'm back, to continue my
I'm never screamin' with any curses
Roughly, a child can learn
I teach kids, and ducks that

With a flamethrower, and how do you a
A grass rapper, cut him with a
Twice, golden wheat
the rest into moldin' meat

And cook 'em, they all well done
They not ready, they smell done
fish, it ain't my favorite dish
I a steak and to battle, I wish

A MC or Pepsi, I'll sip up
your face and bring the other lip up
Watch, while I and amaze you
Kick out lyrics that truly'll you

I'm your boss, the one pays you
Nine to five, all ducks are
And when I MC's are fired
No pay, no way

You're an with nothin' to say
But I can say, one thing for
I'm Housing

{Moe cuts up Kool Keith}

I it's pitiful, that you had taunted me
Your sulkin', she wanted me first
Before you was about
Back in the days, when I taught

Science, the construction
No solo team or production
Did that, or got that
I brain ball usin' a bat

To your skull, smack it out the
I bright, and you're in the dark
shadows, hallucinating battles
To compel, the capital K, as in

Combined in
Rap is terminal chief
And joy, the beef
On time, and my mic will on

For any roach or germ who pray on
A weakness, but my
Has a way to show that I'm
Creating rhymes, you have to be,

And on the microphone
I'm Keith
Cold Housing

And I'd to say whassup to my man, Father Mashon
And also my Kevvy Kev, Ced Gee, Moe Love, TR
And my man I God, Paul C, Public Enemy and the Brothers
Peace, I'm outta