[Kool Keith]
Yeah.. outro, Mad Man
Everytime I see your motherfuckin ass
You always with some motherfuckers around you
You know why? Cause you're motherfuckin scared
But I'mma pick you out motherfucker
I like to boost myself cause all you niggas can kiss my ass
Critics lick my balls, bitches get jealous
Y'all on some old funny-ass shit, hang with a bunch of fellas
You can't fuck with me, shiny head like Telly Savales
Look at your favorite rap star, corny as a MOTHERFUCKER
Scarecrow hardcore
I flip your tour bus over, pull your plug on your stage show
On your fuckin tour
Put a piece of your fuckin hand in the refrigerator
Book your shit Monday
You see me with three niggas with stockin caps
With sawed-off shotguns, waiting for your black ass
Then come to Apollo to play, blow your session away
You don't wanna fuck around
I don't give a fuck if you in the studio with bodyguards
You can hide behind fuckin Big Ray
Bash you in the face with a fuckin ashtray
Move you out in a STRETCHER
Walk you to the fuckin ambulance
With blood all over my fuckin pants
That's what you get for tryin to do a b-boy stance
Next I'mma step to all you homo ass niggas that dance
Move that glittery shit out my vision
And face the fuckin collision
Treat you like the Lifers Group
27 years, I'mma act like I'm in fuckin prison
Say somethin now motherfucker, say somethin!
I bite your fuckin nose, spit back in your fuckin lap
See somethin funny? See somethin funny?!
SEE SOMETHIN FUNNY MOTHERFUCKER?!
Yeah.. outro, Mad Man
Everytime I see your motherfuckin ass
You always with some motherfuckers around you
You know why? Cause you're motherfuckin scared
But I'mma pick you out motherfucker
I like to boost myself cause all you niggas can kiss my ass
Critics lick my balls, bitches get jealous
Y'all on some old funny-ass shit, hang with a bunch of fellas
You can't fuck with me, shiny head like Telly Savales
Look at your favorite rap star, corny as a MOTHERFUCKER
Scarecrow hardcore
I flip your tour bus over, pull your plug on your stage show
On your fuckin tour
Put a piece of your fuckin hand in the refrigerator
Book your shit Monday
You see me with three niggas with stockin caps
With sawed-off shotguns, waiting for your black ass
Then come to Apollo to play, blow your session away
You don't wanna fuck around
I don't give a fuck if you in the studio with bodyguards
You can hide behind fuckin Big Ray
Bash you in the face with a fuckin ashtray
Move you out in a STRETCHER
Walk you to the fuckin ambulance
With blood all over my fuckin pants
That's what you get for tryin to do a b-boy stance
Next I'mma step to all you homo ass niggas that dance
Move that glittery shit out my vision
And face the fuckin collision
Treat you like the Lifers Group
27 years, I'mma act like I'm in fuckin prison
Say somethin now motherfucker, say somethin!
I bite your fuckin nose, spit back in your fuckin lap
See somethin funny? See somethin funny?!
SEE SOMETHIN FUNNY MOTHERFUCKER?!
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