Hows the Kool Keith Solo Project commin along, it's doing great yah Bob we've come out with a lot of niggers this year, we've come out with them down the ass, we're paying alot of stuff we've lost to cutbacks and another niggers comming into the industry theres more niggers to come.
Kool Keith: I walked inside,the baldheaded man, the man is phsycho. This A&R man, he was a white kid named Micheal I shot him eight times, blank up in the fuckin face I murder staff, the company I burn this place No time for managment, what, who wanna stop a sicko Man I'm crazy, yo cops better suck my dicko You know I pack Mac-10's, yo fuck the F.B.I. I'm bringin two vans, grenades and another guy I'm cold shootin , I'm bustin up your ambulance Pop, pop ,pop ,pop, you shake and do a rain dance Who got the murder case, who got the murder face I walk in companies boom and my triggers off Uncle Toms, savage whites and the niggaz off You talkin blank, blank, blank and all that street shit Distinctive Breaks,freestyle, I'm on some other shit I'm throwin big bombs, grenades at fire trucks
Chorus: [Reapeat 4x] yeah I'm Fuckin flippin.
Kool Keith: I'm buckin everywhere, people are dyin, you call emergency I got my mask and motherfuckers dont know it's me I'm shootin glass out, people bring your ass out I see executives runnin, commin fast out Please, please, I'll fuckin shoot him in his knees And burn up the elavator, now try to fuck with these Pow,pow,pow, I'm shootin like a wild cow Chocalate cow, the dog is going BOW WOW The cats are runnin everywhere, people panic you white and black uncle Tom watch me motherfucker I ain't no sucker, I'm still fuckin shootin I got hostages up here Fuck you call the cops (CALL THE COPS) Yeah I Know I keep movin buckin my shit the staff dyin You can't stop me you fuckin devil and a lion
Chorus: [Repeat 5x]
Yeah...(Send More Cars)... I'm on your floor, Call up the cops I shoot the phone Zip code fuck you in the morning bullet zone I walk in Radio City, I spray the Grammy's I'd rather go out, piss some groupies in some panties You know I'm not goin homo, on that singer shit I'm on some gunsmoke shit,I'm on that swinger shit And fuck all you groups out there and all that happy shit I rap like a pimp, that's right I'm on some daddy shit You bitches got deals and started out suckin dick I'm kickin windows, the motherfuckin phsyco clique I blow face off you punk and my dick get hard Fuck with my program, I'm mad and my stick get hard You want some shit, yo Moe go get the streetsweeper Artists are nervous, beepin on my beeper
Chorus: [Repeat 8x]
Outro: Keith, Keith please come out This is Detective Goodman from the New York City Police Department We need you to come out with your hands up and your weapons down Please Release the hostages, the people have done you no wrong Let them Goooooooo!
Kool keith:No!
Live Channel 2 news, Jim jenson A man down here with a balled head Furiously shooting, eating bananas Looking out the window, sucking lollipops Spitting on people and telling them to go away And as he fiercely shoots live We bring this special 2 news.
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Kool Keith: I walked inside,the baldheaded man, the man is phsycho. This A&R man, he was a white kid named Micheal I shot him eight times, blank up in the fuckin face I murder staff, the company I burn this place No time for managment, what, who wanna stop a sicko Man I'm crazy, yo cops better suck my dicko You know I pack Mac-10's, yo fuck the F.B.I. I'm bringin two vans, grenades and another guy I'm cold shootin , I'm bustin up your ambulance Pop, pop ,pop ,pop, you shake and do a rain dance Who got the murder case, who got the murder face I walk in companies boom and my triggers off Uncle Toms, savage whites and the niggaz off You talkin blank, blank, blank and all that street shit Distinctive Breaks,freestyle, I'm on some other shit I'm throwin big bombs, grenades at fire trucks
Chorus: [Reapeat 4x] yeah I'm Fuckin flippin.
Kool Keith: I'm buckin everywhere, people are dyin, you call emergency I got my mask and motherfuckers dont know it's me I'm shootin glass out, people bring your ass out I see executives runnin, commin fast out Please, please, I'll fuckin shoot him in his knees And burn up the elavator, now try to fuck with these Pow,pow,pow, I'm shootin like a wild cow Chocalate cow, the dog is going BOW WOW The cats are runnin everywhere, people panic you white and black uncle Tom watch me motherfucker I ain't no sucker, I'm still fuckin shootin I got hostages up here Fuck you call the cops (CALL THE COPS) Yeah I Know I keep movin buckin my shit the staff dyin You can't stop me you fuckin devil and a lion
Chorus: [Repeat 5x]
Yeah...(Send More Cars)... I'm on your floor, Call up the cops I shoot the phone Zip code fuck you in the morning bullet zone I walk in Radio City, I spray the Grammy's I'd rather go out, piss some groupies in some panties You know I'm not goin homo, on that singer shit I'm on some gunsmoke shit,I'm on that swinger shit And fuck all you groups out there and all that happy shit I rap like a pimp, that's right I'm on some daddy shit You bitches got deals and started out suckin dick I'm kickin windows, the motherfuckin phsyco clique I blow face off you punk and my dick get hard Fuck with my program, I'm mad and my stick get hard You want some shit, yo Moe go get the streetsweeper Artists are nervous, beepin on my beeper
Chorus: [Repeat 8x]
Outro: Keith, Keith please come out This is Detective Goodman from the New York City Police Department We need you to come out with your hands up and your weapons down Please Release the hostages, the people have done you no wrong Let them Goooooooo!
Kool keith:No!
Live Channel 2 news, Jim jenson A man down here with a balled head Furiously shooting, eating bananas Looking out the window, sucking lollipops Spitting on people and telling them to go away And as he fiercely shoots live We bring this special 2 news.
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