Stoney Jackson Kool Keith

[Kool Keith]
This is a message - yeah
To all you jheri curl, cats - SOLAR - yknahmsayin?
You Chic kids, seventy-four niggas, SEVENTY-FOUR niggas
Fuck that I remember them niggas with jheri curls
Nobody's hardcore niggas who souped up ready for the world
Babyface in the deal, I keep shit real
Activator spray, you know how that shit feel
Only SOLAR Records was signin niggas with curls
And givin Afro Sheen niggas a deal
Aluminum foil suits, you niggas know your roots
Like undisputed truth, lakeside, music niggas, Zapp clap niggas
I referee, watch them fight backpack niggas
Big groups like Heatwave and War, carryin all that shit
Amp and costume shits on tour

[Hook]
Wake up! .. The sun's in your face
The sun in your face
Wake up! .. The sun's in your face
The sun's in your face face face face..
Wake up! .. The sun's in your face
The sun's in your face
Stoney Jackson!

[Kool Keith]
Fuck you liar, tryin to come like you Earth Wind & Fire
Sly Stone picture with a DJ and a Numark mixer
Niggas on Julius Earving dick, use a 76er fake Sir Nose
Larry Blackman was dissin rap with Cameo
I had my Lee dungarees on, and my right arm pickin my afro
Slave was my niggas, I bought ten cans of gel activator
When Atlantic Starr was payin no mind to me in the front row
I wasn't FUCKIN with the Isley Brothers, the Gap Band
On stage all them shiny motherfuckers like Clear and Pure Energy
More jheri curl niggas flyin into LaGuardia and Kennedy
I'm before rap, FUCK YOU, I'm the Public Enemy
Madison Square Garden security can't get with me
Don't bother me, motherfucker I'm busy!