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kool keith - acting hard lyrics

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[kool keith: voice lowered]
report to the commi$$ion, yeah!
the motherf-cker’s in the house
black mask… knahmsayin long coat… trench~!
b-tch rapper female rapper or male rapper i don’t give a f-ck

[vocal sample:]
far as gangsta rappers man i’m not feelin that
it’s hard for me to turn around and feel anybody that front like they a gangsta
y’know i y’know i put some unnecessary work out there
from 69 all the way to 85 a little past that
y’knahmean so it be hard for some guy to come in the 80’s
talkin ’bout he a gangsta, they all need to turn around and come together
and quit actin like lil’ ol’ broads
act like lil’ ol’ broads and sh-t like this here, and leave all this stuff alone
if you gon’ make music, y’know c’mon, bring it on home
y’know when a n-gg- turn around advocatin all that
y’know kinda sh-t like they so hard and sh-t
it makes a real soldier know man that you nothin but a wh-r-

[keith: voice lowered]
wh-r-, i got the halloween streets
i can deal with the toughy rought n-gg-z, actin like they own these streets
spittin on gay producer tracks
everybody’s fans all shrimp
n-gg-z, dress hard and act grimy
but they rap on top of vagisil cream beats
i refuse to get on yo’ sh-t
pull my pants down, and sh-t on whatever you spit
i love the agony, you f-cked up! with the dragon b
tail fifteen feet long, f-ckin with dragon b
like spot under the stairs, blowin fire at herman
aunt lily makin peach cobby
watch dennis roddy rebound over the green gobby
fryin people with mazola corn oil is my hobby
f-ck females rappin rugged with hair on they face
chicks need cortizone 7 motherf-cker you ain’t fly
but your stomach is sloppy, i’m in the streets catchin sales
out the -ss they call me shoppy mcgroppy the best hip-hoppy
f-ck your shoes and your socky, dinner table reserved
appointment to eat i cancel my order
pickin in your nose you wipin on it with the skillet you f-ckin creep
ugly b-tch with an elephant booty
thought she prolly knew me

[vocal sample:]
far as gangsta rappers man i’m not feelin that
it’s hard for me to turn around and feel anybody that front like they a gangsta
y’know i y’know i put some unnecessary work out there
from 69 all the way to 85 a little past that
y’knahmean so it be hard for some guy to come in the 80’s
talkin ’bout he a gangsta, they all need to turn around and come together
and quit actin like lil’ ol’ broads
act like lil’ ol’ broads and sh-t like this here, and leave all this stuff alone
if you gon’ make music, y’know c’mon, bring it on home
y’know when a n-gg- turn around advocatin all that
y’know kinda sh-t like they so hard and sh-t
it makes a real soldier know man that you nothin but a wh-r-

[keith: lowered]
spend the winter workin out with milwaukee, let me call bry-an
turn off the faucets, let me talk to your girl, with dry hands
i’m more fascinatin than 600 live bands
i don’t want your viper i’m searchin on the web over, pontiac demands
when you perform only i see three hands
you make four to add to the collection, i ship rappers
ground transport, wrong place, here your zip code correction
f-ck your selection… b-tch~!



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