kool a.d. - insane computer raps lyrics
[kool a.d.]
rap rap rap, kool a.d. best rapper
kool a.d., best rapper
kool a.d., best rapper in the world
kool a.d., rap rap rap
kool a.d., best rapper
kool a.d., rap rap rap
ay-yo, computer rap
it’s kool a.d., i got a computer, i’m computer man
a lot of mcs probably thinking they superman (computer)
a lot of mcs like to use the word “grammatical”
cool professorial, i need me a sabbatical
kool africa demasiado to flossy opera singer to blue-eyed petey pablo
i think i’m petey crack (computer)
bleed… blues blood, brother
hemophiliac, we be that
afrodisiac
young fidel cash cow, see me rap
cop weed in glasgow from indian fans of 50 cent
gimme the cash, gimme the loot
gimme the pretty penny
henny sipping mane
heavy with the [?]
they ready with the flippy cam
or the flippy phone with the cam in it
streets all salute the kid like i’m cam, innit
shouts to busdriver on the can
kick it slippy like i’m born that way
i think i’m tricky, plus i’m chucky b
u-k, o-s-k, w-i
i don’t mean to trouble you guys, but kool a.d. the best rapper like, under the sky
plus the brother fly
anybody other than me, why?
see i… go by the v-i-c-t… o-to-the… r-to-the…
so you know i got cars in the photos so y’all know how hard i roll
wack rappers go extinct like dodos
who you trying to get crazy with, ese? you know i’m loco (don’t you know i’m loco?)
kool a.d. (computer)
best rapper, best rapper (in the world)
[alim]
insane in the membrane, and uh
we don’t give a sh-t about what the critics say
cool as f-cks
ice cool halo
black and yellow sweater
third video on youtube
it sounds better (it does)
i lean with vic kool with the two letters
andy d-ck initials
i repped altadena and rapped over el-p instrumentals
and called it the razor diet
use your mind and think
eyes and t–th
talking to myself, bragging like “yo, who rhyme like me?”
and “n0body” was the immediate response (uh-huh)
doing mixtapes with dj sicksentz (what up?) (b-tch)
ring the alarm
greet my b-lls, repeat my songs
i think i’m cash piece
[?] is very rare [?]
that’s very rare, if you ask me
[?] with brash reality trees
now they gotta leave
rap tricks up my sleeve (get it?)
i think i’m ali
pretty sure that
pure at rap
my new name should be rap
call me young rap, the little rap
the kool g rap
rappadonna, rappacino
rappin 4 tay
you washed-up athletes wasn’t rapping back in the day (nope)
no nfl, no nba, now all you got is wack sh-t to say
you sell crack? you gonna shoot me with a louis ak?
man, shut the f-ck up
i’m on the song with the best rapper in the world
you n-ggas go to the studio and make songs about another dude’s girl
the rap game needs me, leave me alone
and i say what i wanna say, especially when i say so
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