Kool Keith

Yeah! Kool Keith, Diesel Truckers
Kutmasta Kurt, cmon!
Its real big, brand new! Yeah
Trunk funk for the Jeeps baby
Lets roll out, lets go!
[Kool Keith]
Im that type of hyper five foot pro, you passin dough
Check that on the low, can a animal go turn top ten?
Comin back again, you slack again
When Touch is on tightling{?} clock like brightling{?}
Rain on you, strike like Miami Lightning
Pound for pound, round for round
Sound for sound, tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat
Your girl get wet-wet-wet-wet-wet-wet
Particle flow, particle pro, whether you know man how do you go
When do you grow, when do you know, action, test em
Move faster, you just met the best of
You cant come for lester{?}, penalty getter, innovator
Over cat litter kickin lever you know I spent {?} days better
[Chorus: Kool Keith - repeat 2X]
The abominator, the orchestrators, the verse dominators
{*scratch*} Ill crush you haters
(Prepare for the rough stuff, Terminator X-terminator)
(Heavy grit on your turntables)
[Kool Keith]
Rap gotta upgrade, get better, more clever
Its talented now never, I heard the worst ever
Man with the personal music vendetta
Whats old to me, is new to you
I got a cue for you, the right neckercise I do for you
Cant help to explain, critics on the side
Your favorite talker I dont sweat, everybodys gonna complain
If the publications dont, who will?
I never paid to see Wild Bill
Im tired of R&B changed to fill
[Chorus]
[Kool Keith]
Not impressed, with whats out there
Your big hat was smothered, all that
Promotion dont reach me
Basically what you got, I dont care
Your scalp is dry
Everybody need Arrid Extra, under the arms
to scope with Sterling, flashin off your charms
Relaxed by the nature pills, Im on two calms
Sleep with the Calvin Klein silk pajams
Behind my pillow, Bath & Body Works coconut lime
gettin rubbed on my arms - yall +Ring the Alarms+
[Chorus]
{*"heavy grit" scratched to end*}
[ The Orchestrators Lyrics ]