Well, I'm sonically, bionically For you dummies, stupid What are you, You steal my and then you loop it
Wrong, this way Follow me now, head this way this While I rap on through for many germs Who knew this switches, upside down
Turn around, look in the You rap catchers are a error Every inning, I'm back to the You on the field, I'm to bug out
Like a manager, smackin' up your Male or female, ducks who dream of me On the mic and makin' me up MC's I stack up foreign precinct rappers to back up
Quickly, rip your brain off Throw it so the blood can drain off My hands, I wave 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 Things
{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 that burn
a flamethrower, and how do you show a A grass rapper, cut him with a Twice, into golden Ground the rest into meat
And cook 'em, 'til they all done They not ready, they smell done Like fish, it ain't my favorite I grab a and to battle, I wish
A MC or Pepsi, I'll sip up Drop your face and bring the lip up Watch, I stun and amaze you Kick out lyrics truly'll daze you
I'm your boss, the one that you Nine to five, all ducks are And when I come are fired No pay, no way
You're an employer with to say But I can say, one thing for I'm Housing
{Moe Love cuts up Keith}
I it's pitiful, that you had taunted me Your girl sulkin', she me first Before you was thought in the days, when I taught about
Science, the construction No other solo team or Did that, or got that I play ball usin' a bat
To your skull, it out the park I rhyme bright, and you're in the With shadows, battles To compel, the K, as in Kool
Combined in Rap metal is terminal And joy, squashin' the On time, and my mic stay on
For any roach or germ who pray on A weakness, but my Has a way to show that I'm rhymes, you have to be, quicker
And on the microphone I'm Kool Housing Things
And I'd like to say whassup to my man, Father And also my brother Kev, Ced Gee, Moe Love, TR And my man I God, Paul C, Public and the Jungle Brothers Peace, I'm outta