Return To Zero The Cenobites

[Intro]
Be the man on the street, he's around the corner, yeah!

Yeah, you don't have to play this on a Tuesday night
But check this out, this is Sunday morning in church!
With the brother, the Godfather
Open up the testaments, and let us read this
This ain't no flint stone and no bedrock type stuff, check it out

[Hook]
Check out my style, return to zero
Check out my style, return to zero
Check out my style, return to zero
Check out my style, return to zero

[Verse 1: Kool Keith]
Well I keep my style and tone, on my jivin' microphone
Mik-make my flows, show a rapper what I give them
Don't flex funky yo, kick it honey step back
Watch when I come, you scratch that kitty-kat on top of that
Rappers know I'm X, slow down, watch me get stupid open
Dance for the ladies, I strip in Chippendale's
Funky hypo, or technical, lyrics make computer
With a brain that spins like Kid Capri, 33
Drop a 45 down just like the first record rotate
My style, my rhyme, my game is droppin doo-doo lyrics
Make a brother say, "Keith is out? Damn, I wanna hear it"
Buy a copy tomorrow, kick his old tape
Take it back two times to smack his girl, let him go
Tell his uncle brother aunt and Cousin Belle (Ding-Dong!)
As I rock so well, spanki'n tail, check the beats
My style is so early, you couldn't catch it on Bobbito
As I flaunt and I stretch just like a rubber band—poppin'!
Stoppin every rapper like a trooper on a turnpike
I'm long and strong and just like the Lincoln Tunnel
'Father, big up, check it out
Back back, I switch switch, I check check, I know that
Bored as I kick up, you proud of me you know it's me
I got more muscle to flex to show than Jodeci
Take off them panties, I turn Boyz II Men