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kool keith - stephen king lyrics

[intro]
yeah
basically i’m like stephen king out in this motherf-cker
i wrote a lot of movies
you know i wrote outkast, that was one of the biggest movies out
and i wrote motherf-ckin’ mf doom
that was one of the motherf-ckin’ movies that took the time by storm
that’s all me, f-ck that
and of course, you know
there’s a lot of other little independent motherf-ckin’ movies i wrote a long time ago, like rawkus
they had about eighteen million motherf-ckers that sounded like me
a lot of cloned sir menelik
you know what i’m saying?
they fans, you know what i’m saying?
they don’t know this sh-t
let’s get this sh-t started

spiral dunk, with erica take a dump
your man on a skateboard gon’ think my sh-t is german funk
watch your baddest b-tch sh-t a big chunk
leave a white stripe on the -ss like a black skunk
the kids call ‘em drunk unc’
they vocals and music sound p-ssy like a pump
regional doo doo
you constipated with a tampax between your boo boo
none of you can f-ck with the pressure of leakage in your draws
got you searchin’ for bathrooms on tours
f-ck what you did earlier, what the f-ck you doin’ now?
my lyrics stain all over you
you see the spots on the cow?
grade a meat, if you got a tiger to come get it i’ll put a tough steak out on the street
melt that sh-t around your face down
with factory heat
backpack your sh-t up then back out
you can’t compete
the phantom got ‘em lookin’ like a b-tch behind the curtains, feelin’ elite
caffeined up, these guys, they tea-sweet cherokee, lookin’ for bigfoot
y’all scared to get out, your woman took a sh-t in the jeep
that’s what she get for trying to sit in the hot seat
never respected a b-tch sleepin’ with a n-gg- that smell like corn-cheese-feet
nasty motherf-cker
girls don’t like me ‘cause i use a rubber
f-ck you, -sshole
i’m not that don’t-take-a-bath brother
keep the underarms with deodorant under
watch them black–ss tights under them jeans, that like a sundress
watch you smell like fish and sh-t this summer
back up in the parking lot with barney face on the hood, the green trim on the purple hummer
xbox built in the dash, women break out mad, i put a condom on to f-ck my cash
built up all my public announcement sh-t
my style is a movie flick
like me filmin’ lactose out your t-t
abuse your confidence ’til you quit
put some salve on that kankus on your lip
get on your computer and grab a washcloth for your foggy forehead
grab that natural organic, then wipe it off
i can tell you’re a b-tch with draws, with a plad tablecloth
a chipmunk with cat manure in his draws
salmonella sweatin’ through his pores
red carpet d-ckheads better respect my laws
don’t get sh-t of mines twisted with yours
but get his p-ss in the dude’s face like george
simple simon catch, your b-tch wanna have an org’
but you think you’re better than the bible, you’re a f-cking lord

[outro]
yeah
caught you n-gg-s out there sleepin’
it isn’t f-ckin’ “sleepin’ time”
i’m telling you motherf-ckers
i am motherf-ckin’ hip-hop
you think of hip-hop, you think of f-ckin’ me

- kool keith lyrics

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