I drop styles on ears...the public bite 'em. by Kool Keith

I drop styles on ears...the public bite 'em.

Kool Keith

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Dallas Mavericks want me as a bald-headed 5' 8" guard with a 95"... by Kool Keith

Dallas Mavericks want me as a bald-headed 5' 8" guard with a 95" vertical.

dallas rap hip-hop

Supersonic bionic robot voodoo power by Kool Keith

Supersonic bionic robot voodoo power

robots hip-hop skills

Think about it, if you was there standing looking at me. by Kool Keith

Think about it, if you was there standing looking at me.

rap dog thinking

Now my helmet's on, you can't tell me I'm not in space. by Kool Keith

Now my helmet's on, you can't tell me I'm not in space.

rap hip-hop space

Shakespeare's gone, don't even think about it. by Kool Keith

Shakespeare's gone, don't even think about it.

rap hip-hop thinking

Starstruck with one buck, your girl look like Donald Duck. by Kool Keith

Starstruck with one buck, your girl look like Donald Duck.

They use the simple back and forth, the same, old rhythm That a baby can pick up, and join, right with 'em. But their rhymes are pathetic, they think they copacetic Using nursery terms, at least not poetic.

rap simple baby

Infrareds on little people standing with some big heads, by Kool Keith

Infrareds on little people standing with some big heads,

I come prepared with the white suit and stethoscope, by Kool Keith

I come prepared with the white suit and stethoscope,

rap hip-hop white

I've always been a direct guy. by Kool Keith

I've always been a direct guy.

If you want to say you got to take a woman out to a fancy restaurant, I write songs about hey I'm not taking you to a fancy restaurant, I wanna take you to McDonald's.

mcdonalds writing song

You need a bad operation. by Kool Keith

You need a bad operation.

rap hip-hop flames

I call you once...you never dialed back. by Kool Keith

I call you once...you never dialed back.

rap morning night

Rhyme to kill, rhyme to murder, rhyme to stomp, by Kool Keith

Rhyme to kill, rhyme to murder, rhyme to stomp,

rap hip-hop boys

You have girls that sing about guys ain't paying their bills and men are this and men are that and I write about women who want to go out for free, they don't want to pay for the dinner, they try to get over, they wanna leave.

girl writing men

I don't need drugs to make weird music. by Kool Keith

I don't need drugs to make weird music.

I get atomic, hypo-galactical... by Kool Keith

I get atomic, hypo-galactical...

rap powerful mom

Business money reattaches worldwide by Kool Keith

Business money reattaches worldwide

rocks rap moving

I mean the world is a place where it feels like a woman has to go out everywhere in society, you have to buy her and cook her a meal and stuff.

meals mean world

I wear black while suckers wear pink. by Kool Keith

I wear black while suckers wear pink.

rap hip-hop black