[Kool You wanna my business? I got things to do to meet, people to see Very - matters to turn to A of time for me to try to burn you and talk a minute, not worth a conversation I speak intelligently, with Goin and flowin and showin, you're still adolescent -- with a mind Your brain is small, plus it's to find I need a microscope, to see a two-cent that don't think, when rob and steal and rape and kill -- and their loved ones Now put your in the guillotine Slice it to cold cuts, you're nuts ? cell You wanna low me? better off in Hell, feel the flame fire burn roast and Let me you scald, while I brag and boast I keep your on stand-by Cause the message, comin straight from the BOSS!
Gee] Your attention please, come on, let me try This beat is funky -- so I up some rhymes that are hyper than hyperspace Ced Gee will kick bass, rappers who think quick slick a few tricks be quick fixed if they try this man, and, aiyyo, I have the to be on any and mic someone can pass to me Cause, I'm in there, and I I'm Vladimir, no one bet-ter to me, get to me, or pes-ter me Confess to me, me Adressin me, be less me, or testin me because, it only out the best in me Soul, no - here's what you need to do of battlin you need to really improve our race, and other race Bring em together -- and let's the problems, that we need to be People are dyin, starvin, Bein discriminated from different and things like that so about that We have a to use that they call rap So, yo, let's use it, not it And in the long run, we improved this and turned into a positive They this, so we're proud of this institution we of course That's why message, is comin from the BOSS!
Keith] Yeah Ced..
Once again, I your garbage on my radio Left to right, and through my stereo I it off, go off without show-off Blow off MC's who can't or read or write or learn, - I think you need to go ?RIFT? But watch me The I get, the dumber you get The better I get, the you get Ha ha hah, I gotta laugh - MC's are funny to me And on Easter, they're like a to me Hoppin around, without a Formation, in occupation Better skills, how to a application for a job, but you'd be a slob A parasite, corn off the cob everybody, you got a dollar for crack? I'll pay you Thursday Friday Saturday's here Where's my It ain't with a pipe in your face For a fracture, time the cops smacked ya for hittin moms and pops You need a shake in brain, adolescent I'm a vet, juvenile, and driven wild, meanwhile You stupid and petty, and now senile How's time in jail bail? Now you're up for sale, like a prostitute man's wife, on the la-la tip think about it Cause it's the message, comin straight the BOSS!