[Kool Keith]
Can you funk with it? (3X)
Rappers wanna step on the X, then go to shit
I got the mic in my hand and well equipped
Usin my style for a firm set of action
MC`s beware, the club windows I`m bashin
Throwin rhymes and bombs and some cocktails
You better move quick, but not slow snails
I get smooth on daddy and granddaddy
Why? Cause I`m the great grandfather
MC in motion, G as in go left
Rhymin on off-beat, the X is so death-defyin
Super scrubs keep tryin
You wanna bite like a pit? I`ll be the lion
I`ll chew your ass like monkies on wild kingdom
And look at birds and bees that come sting them
Time after time, rhyme after rhyme
Cause you ain`t jack shit, not even a dime
A nickel and penny, a one dollar bill
How can you break wild and tell brothers to chill
You ain`t the man to move and stop the cannonball
No matter how you run hide, it`s gonna land and fall
straight on your brain, the X`ll drop rocks
Leave a rapper with mumps and chicken pox
Standin still and stiff like a mannequin
Bloody Kotex and sweat, and start panickin
I`m dissin rappers like Damon on Living Color
You need my help on the stage? I`m not your mother
father, son, your pissy little cousin
Suckers are crabs, I grab em all by the dozen
You think you`re hard with them hats and all that black on
You`re not scarin the X, yo bring the wack on
I load the mic up and bust like a mack 10
while my DJ go wild, do a backspin
Kick em down, one two, flights of four stairs
This ain`t no sample or break from Roy Ayers
I`m just a convict, skippin the prison line
Yo, I`m on the chorus line
[Tim D] It`s a chorus line
[Ultra]
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