Well, I'm sonically, bionically For you dummies, stupid are you, Cupid? You steal my rhymes and you loop it
Wrong, back way Follow me now, head this way this While I rap on through for many germs Who never knew switches, upside down
Turn around, in the mirror You rap catchers are makin' a Every inning, I'm to the dugout You on the field, I'm to bug out
Like a manager, up your team Male or female, ducks who dream of me On the mic and me rack up MC's I up foreign precinct rappers need to back up
Quickly, rip your brain off Throw it down so the can drain off My hands, I wave to a fan I'm Keith, not a Bill or a Dan
But a General, to a mineral a crowd, to keep on dancin' I'm Housing
Love cuts up Kool Keith}
Now I'm back, to continue my I'm never screamin' with any curses Roughly, that a child can I teach kids, and that burn
a flamethrower, and how do you show a A rapper, cut him with a lawnmower Twice, golden wheat Ground the rest into meat
And cook 'em, they all well done not ready, they don't smell done Like fish, it ain't my dish I a steak and to battle, I wish
A Coke MC or Pepsi, sip up Drop your face and the other lip up Watch, while I stun and you out lyrics that truly'll daze you
I'm your boss, the one that you Nine to five, all are hired And when I MC's are fired No pay, no way
You're an employer nothin' to say But I can say, one thing for I'm Things
{Moe Love up Kool Keith}
I think it's pitiful, that you had me Your girl sulkin', she wanted me Before you was thought in the days, when I taught about
Science, the real No solo team or production Did that, or got with I play brain ball a bat
To your skull, smack it out the I rhyme bright, and you're in the With shadows, battles To compel, the K, as in Kool
Combined in Rap metal is chief And joy, squashin' the On time, and my mic stay on
For any roach or germ who wanna on A weakness, but my Has a way to show I'm slicker Creating rhymes, you have to be,
And on the microphone I'm Keith Housing Things
And I'd like to say whassup to my man, Mashon And my brother Kevvy Kev, Ced Gee, Moe Love, TR And my man I God, C, Public Enemy and the Jungle Brothers Peace, I'm outta