Black Elvis Lost In Space

Kool Keith Black Elvis Lost In Space Lyrics
1.Intro(Release Date)

This is the intro
Why are you looking hard with a hood on and timberland boots
Staring at me for one hour -
- when you could walk up and shake my hand? why?
Why are you making those mean faces in your videos
With the fish lens effects? why?
Why do you walk in the clubs with 30 people around you
And stand in the corner, with big bodyguards for no reason
Why?
Why do you pull up, in valet parking, with your benz, that is
rented?
Fronting on a cellular phone that doesn't work - why?
Why are you smirking up your face, making obnoxious facial
scenes
Like i supposed to be scared (supposed to be scared) - why?
(why?)

Who are you? (who are you?)
I circle like sharks while y'all panic - i cruise the atlantic
Y'all think i'm spaced out, human from the earth planet
That's right tomorrow i plan to boo your shows in the apollo
You follow, in the crowd the audience is hollow
Never ending while i'm mind bending resending you the first
verse
That you was worse, a drag queen with a purse, unrehearsed
Don't try to reverse, harsh words send you to a nurse
Emergency with urgency, non-wrappable comics and
Half of y'all out there got me vomitin (bleh)
Turnin islamic and dominican, indian cambodian watchin
nickelodeon tv
You see me lookin at me grabbin my pee-pee, y'all still sleepy
With hard faces tryin to look creepy?
You are the monsters of the original mr. softie, ice cream
trucks

{*sung - background*} open your eyes, tell me why can't you see?
{*this line unclear*} why are you hating the player ?? ?? ??
Why can't you see that your fakin is weak?
Open your eyes, tell me why can't you see?

Why?
Your exaggeration perpetration levels are at exaggerating full
speed
Why must i answer to you evil monsters?

{hey keith, we, are the official, haters
And you have sunken into the official hating zone
In which you witness the most salt shaking
Behind your back speaking
Record criticizing cock blocking
In the club costume jewelry wearing
Valet parked lexus renting
Undercover, star-struck
No game-having fake versace shirt wearing
Motel hell living
False muslim being, jungle fever having
Pork-eating demon people
Our purpose here on your planet is to bring you down
If you can evade this evil, you will be the man}


2.Lost In Space

we're
we're
we're

Blast full at ten, keith still solo with no manager
Time clock out, studios, need to block out
Here's my number call me direct, get no feedback
No interviews, channel four, see me on the news
Erase your message walk streets with my cellular phone
Address you wonder, don't try to catch me home alone
Up seven o'clock, while you trying to find me on my block
I'm at the airport, you think i'm strange, boardin the plane
Turn off my pager, then quickly, relax my feet
Hotel onion drinkin brew watchin sesame street
You thought you saw me with a wig on, at 7/11
Disguised like shakespeare with blue chrome behind your ear
My george washington robe, i still travel the globe
On pan-am airflights, i roll in cities after midnight
Stand in your lobby unsuspected, you get neglected
Traffic was hectic..

we're
we're
we're

Order room service, transfer quick to holiday inn
Check out time nine o'clock, coat on, i'm on again
You comin so wack you sound like the _bulworth_ soundtrack
I'm in the mall steady shoppin while you tryin to call
It's on my answering machine, to speak to me as a dream
Pacific bell know him, the phone is off, and i'm well known
1-800 number, castle code see to summer
Extreme complicated businessman, can't be reached
No type of headquarters, deserted land, by the waters
Target my focus on, internal thinkin by myself
You catch the treatments hiatus like sam on the shelf
Move out your zip code with u-haul, watch you fall
Obtain five boxes callin mayflower, every hour
You scratch your brain askin neighbors what, now you wonder

{+growl sound+}
we're
we're

While you search lookin deep in your rolodex, i flex, i tell the
truth
When i'm serious you think i'm mysterious, drop rap in minutes
Become your problem like dennis the menace
Hold up your meetings papi, let's ? to the papparazzi
Unseen heard of your magazine got the nerve of a two-year old
crayon writing
Talkin to y'all i'm decidin
Communication leads one step to aggravation
I got my ears closed, back to bookin my own shoes

Level seven eight nine - second dimension

we're
we're
we're
we're
we're


3.Rockets On The Battlefield

Raising levels jim
Flight seven oh four three two one, red four
Green expanding to one
Moving levers up at seven decimal eight
Moving two point liters down
All systems go, red lights are off
Greens are showing
Coming through

Levels shifting get swift on analog sounds, pounds of rocket
tars
Microchips incredible antibiotic medicine, better than octo
Although created by the master genius
You seen this when i take your mind out to venus
With the formats on dat tape you can't remake or duplicate
Hesitate for a minute on deck like brenlee stinnit
Pittsburgh pirate, admire it, you can't hire it
Job applications for rappers with weak shows
Weak flows, by most inherited weakness
You can't stop my uniqueness
Complication altitudes built in compartments
Digital gizmo made by continental lincoln keepin you thinkin
Better made than european's robot john h. thomas
Model seven decimal put out by jaguar
Without the automatic chemical release
Emergency vomit regurgitates any system
Regular or even more antique products, put out by top, companies
Mca warner brothers loud the polygram enterprise
Virgin masters get melted, you felt it
Through my radiation, foes move on buses
Planes leave the train station, evacuate quick!

Mechanical legs, mechanical legs

Rockets on the battlefield
'tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven'
(now, meow, blah!)
Rockets on the battlefield
'tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven'
(goin wild with our sound now!)
Rockets on the battlefield
'tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven'
Rockets on the battlefield
'tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven'

Release date m6, photographs on columbia/ruffhouse description
green
With blue ears sky blue shirt that work by remote controls
Burn up billboard charts, deactivating 1975 music, old soul
Will never go gold, while records warp
Insulting your duplicating of a sample
You will become an example, uncreative peasants
By the lessons of the untalented ones
Signed by your most stupidest a&r
We'll see how far representation information
Documents while i stand like monuments
Stun your area like a airborne carrier
United parcel deliver parts for a start
Cold blooded with a mechanical heart, standin like the tinman
Aluminum kneecaps release raps like rayguns, destroyin
territories
Toys, pterodactyl dinosaurs get bombed in space wars
Layin on galactic floors, amputated, disconnected collections
In more than, fifty seconds, wherehouse with skulls
Land amphibians, welfare recipients
With beautiful women from the carribean
The ships need repair

Rockets on the battlefield
'tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven'
Rockets on the battlefield
'tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven'
Rockets on the battlefield
'tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven'
Rockets on the battlefield
'tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven'

Not compared to no rappin high flight, member of the a.s.s.r.
Immigrants stand in factories, endorsements, six mc's
You seen what the source meant
Cover stories from the government left you standin
Holdin the mic with one hand and
Handicapped with damage you can't manage style nine-nine
2000 b.c. the sneakers in spascious me in 3-d
Wireless radius, mc's outdated, completion deleted
Japan newspapers in australia, did you read it?
Over and out, movin with swift celsius, i melted him down
Jet movin up, level seven seven six oh
With darth vader and 3p0
R2-d2, me too, comin to see you

Rockets on the battlefield
'tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven'
Rockets on the battlefield
'tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven'
Rockets on the battlefield
'tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven'
Rockets on the battlefield
'tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven'
Rockets on the battlefield
'tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven'
'tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven'


4.Livin' Astro

Yeah
Every morning i wake up, lookin in the mirror
I am, the original black elvis
That's right when you see me, with my wig to the side
Wearin my short leather jacket
Marilyn monroe on my back
I'm livin that life
I'm for real with this
That's what i think about
I like to tell my fans

I got my shades, big rock star compared to elvis
Signin autographs for rappers, while girls move they pelvis
Write songs quickly, for elton john or lionel richie
Call up my butler, get clothes washed by the maid
Ivory soap, this is clean, feel like cascade
I count the bills, roll to detroit in sedan deville's
I throw my skully on, big robe like marvin gaye
Step in the front row, primetime i move your way
Budweiser fest soundcheck, demanding more respect
I come correct through the metro, and turn y'all petrol
I'm up here early bitin donuts sippin on espresso
While you sleep, i creep, gainin ground by the week
Ampex reels, makin phone calls, i'm closin deals
I move with skill, ride through philly streets in cherry hill
I'm doin it well, i'm doin it swell
Yeah

Flying saucers, spaceships move at warp speed
Mtv level three when i fly on bet
Livin' astro, tell me how you feel
One two, one two

Movin roughly, straight to the desert, san antonio
I talk swift the rock king black romeo
I pack clubs, promoters put me out in tokyo
Damage your area, i'ma launch a fierce missile
I roll schools, movin butt like i'm toilet tissue
What is your issue? you over man, i don't miss you
Scottie soft, you play like jan van britteclaw
New jersey nets real man, you ain't no donald hillman
Bald head like slick watts, i run rap like mayor koch
Forward your info, while tony lou, crank the benzo
Move out your driveway, white girls look, turn they eyeway
Jealous in fact, tryin to rip the capes off my back
I move with calm and, potential, through instrumentals
Y'all front on bet with slum gold, drivin rentals
I get real dino, runnin groups like a rhino
Endin careers, that's my job, yo your rap is final
Cancel your in-stores, your new job is moppin floors
Fixin tiles, stoppin potholes up on the roof
You work for service no tips man i speak the truth

Flying saucers, spaceships move at warp speed
Mtv level three when i fly on bet
Livin' astro, tell me how you feel
One two, one two

Flying saucers, spaceships move at warp speed
Mtv level three when i fly on bet
Livin' astro, tell me how you feel
One two, one two, one two

Pull your hoods down, i bumrush your afterparty
Have your manager scared, the radio station say i'm sorry
Pack your bags, i move my luggage to the coliseum
Infinite prime piece with statues in the rock museum
Changin my zones, drinkin cocktails on cellular phones
I tour with anthrax, through texas with the rolling stones
Booked by the agency, famous artists payin me
Hotels with fly room, with sneakers starin at the moon
Mad atmosphere, ridin first class on british air
Lobster and steak, while y'all back in time, doin remakes
I'm futuristic, nine-nine, to the year 4000
I make announcements, drop skills, then i bounce with
Fly young ladies, amg kicks, 2000 mercedes
Brand new models, only seen one, in colorado
Light green metallic in the shark bar, eatin salad
Lorenzo wills, valet park, shoppin in beverly hills
Step up your wildest spaceship kid, in the plymouth prowler
Comin down

Flying saucers, spaceships move at warp speed
Mtv level three when i fly on bet
Livin' astro, tell me how you feel
One two, one two

Flying saucers, spaceships move at warp speed
Mtv level three when i fly on bet
Livin' astro, tell me how you feel
One two, one two

Flying saucers, spaceships move at warp speed
Mtv level three when i fly on bet
Livin' astro, tell me how you feel
One two one two


5.Intergalactic Lover

Yeah..

Supergalactic lover! (2x)

I was your boyfriend girl lieutenant lover flight commander
Member of the air force, remember when i bought you a porsche?
Diamond rings with roses, i put pearls in your noses
Put you in heels, paid your school loans and tons of bills
I ripped eight thousand threw a stack up in the fireplace
You couldn't believe it, your mom was there with a sad face
I had you accounts, three million with big amounts
You wrecked your impala, i seen you at the beauty parlor
Gave you a check engagement ring, four million dollars
Your friends were surprised, your sister couldn't believe her
eyes
I walked in with cape, with jewels, on, you know i'm the captain
Outside by the cadillac three brothers rappin soundin wack and
I kept on steppin legend status, you know my rep and
I see you at eight, turn your pager off, don't be late

Chorus: repeat 2x

Supergalactic lover!
Comin from the projects on the hill
Supergalactic lover!
In my monkey-green ragtop seville

Exquisite background, with spaceship pictures up on the wall
You changin lingerie quick, you put on pumps, standin tall
Tell me what you thinkin, at the table while you drinkin
You got stress, tell me love, you need a fly dress
Important reasons i will care for you in different seasons
Daytona beach, catchin the sun, layin on a pillow
Stop your days of worryation lookin out the window
Captain of program, girl i run this enterprise
Open your eyes, now you realize, now put on thigh highs
Tie your boots up tight, very tight with all your might
Come in the front row, you're a star in a private show
I taught you well, gave you earrings that i bought you well

Chorus

Sippin real smooth wine, galactic glasses, wearin maskes
Her suit is armor leather jacket, i'ma wear a bomber
Dark black hats, remember cato and the green hornet
I step up on it, test the flight switch, move a nice switch
Adjust the tempo makin complex into somethin simple
A masquerade party while bartenders, pass bacardi
Lemon juice or orange bintz, parked with a sunroof
Brown ragtop, spaceship movin ridin down your block
Power jets millineium, level five is next
(crank up the space, beam up)

Chorus

Supergalactic lover! (5x)


6.Master Of The Game

* parts featuring roger are listed {in brackets}

Yeah..
{he's the master of the game!}
From the south bronx
I've been doin this
{all the girls know his name}
All the way from the northeast, to the west
Down south, miami florida
{he's the master of the game!}
Jacksonville {jacksonville}
Tallahassee {tallahassee}
Master of the game
{in the rappin hall of fame!}

Like tag team, back again
Here we go, with a flow, get dealt with quick
Now joe i know my rap style pro
Let em know, with the quickness, y'all need to witness
Step to the side, y'all mind y'all business
Exercise, like physical fitness
Ride through, i glide through
Bass pump to the trunks inside you
We move it quickly, rap styles swift b
Cadillac rollin, neck full gold and
Crafty and nasty, can't put it past me
Step with skills, better call your family
Turn adverse worse, climb in the first verse
Move when i back it up, attack and i smack it up
Girls connectin it, ultra legend and
Why y'all rhymes soft, fruity affectionate
I keep steppin and, boost my rep again
Speed up, go slow, you got the next then
Do the la bamba, turn to mexican
Swift to shift up, change the pitch up
Dj mix ups, your face get fixed up
Nuts get licked up, quickly, strictly

Chorus: repeat 2x

{he's the master of the game!} {the master}
{all the girls know his name}
{he's the master of the game!} {the master}
{in the rappin hall of fame!}

I'm warnin, watch yo' backpack mack
Yo' crack lack facts i attacks yo' wax
So fast you press up mess up step up
Through this when i do this
I'm the smoothest when i groove it speedy
Turn back yo, don't try to be greedy
Houston, tex, out of new york city
Girls get pretty, go lickin them titties
Astrofunk it revolve in the trunk and
Party's live, might turn into somethin
Let them know though, i'm still pro dough
Companies what, wanna sign me solo
It's keith you need, let your man try to read
Ease the bleed, shut up animal feed
Step to keith, let you know what it be g
Cruiser shades, at the bar can't see me
Crispy atoms, grab em, pat em
Suckers don't know, how bad i'm madam
Turn and flex and servin necks and
Indiana wrecks then fools wanna flex and
Y'all won't know when i pull up in a lex and
Mastercards, with ceritified checks and
Bank bills, fly rims in the hills
Y'all get cups, get more refills

Chorus

Check your watch, now watch me partner
Start to welcome back kids like kotter
Move your pants, while i rock a little harder
Hoes and foes, hit em all with blows
Watch girls work it, movin unopposed
Hip to flip, throw the thing to they lip
When i dress, yes, put em all to the test
Rock a suede vest, pink jewels on my chest
Rappin, clappin, fingers start snappin
Watch how you actin, i'm rubbin on the back
And mc's is slack and your groups sound wack
Where'd you turn b? nobody burn me
Style get complex, why you concerned b?
I'm your chalkboard, now you can learn me
Round and round and big bass soundin
Down south hustler, big bass poundin
East west, top down to the bone
Motorola, on my cellular phone
Change the tone, get up out my zone
Movin next to you, rhyme will flex to you
Stop i'm overdue, jumpin over you
Status gold, to the baddest bro

Chorus

{he's the master} {masterrr}
{master} {kool keith}
{he's the master} {masterrr}
{master} {koooool keith, koooool keith, koooool keith}
{kool keith!}


7.I'm Seein' Robots

Voicemail, pagers
These are the things that robots carry
To get they hair done
Eyes made up
Difference effects to their bodies
Sometimes, too many to even know
The life of a robot

Yo, don't waste my time on the phone, girl i'm goin to bed
That movie resteraunt you need cash that game is dead
I pull your wig off, you step back, you have a tantrum
I hold your rent money, contacts i hold for ransom
Cut off your phone bill, merecedes wrecked, in the mobil
That's on the real deal, your credit's off, how you feel?
Give me my meat back, now think back, you sing on four-track
Your mother's callin, for wic checks, she soundin wack
I bought your first food, high-class, you was rude
House with no heat on, with slippers on, you walkin nude
Back with your girlfriends i cancel banks stop your shoppin
You work with kneepads, you loose stiff on soul train poppin
Your head keep boppin, you face out, with purple tracin
I put you out, we can end this at the gas station
Let's do this now, not impressed, i'ma show you how

Chorus: kool keith (repeat 2x)

I'm seein robots, passin by, everyday (i'm seein robots!)
I'm seein robots, lah lah lah lah lah lah

I'm seein robots, passin by, everyday (i'm seein robots!)
You drive in hollywood, long hair, buick regal
License in california, id's phony not illegal
Livin with roommates, you camp out, with paper plates
Broke panasonic speakers missin playin puff and mase
Clear up yo' acne, girl what yo, how you act b
Call police up, tell them what? how you tried to smack me
I'm movin thorough on the freeway callin you on three way
Watchin my back got your friends all on instant replay
You say you married sewed your weave in, yo where's your ring
at?
Interscope records got your demo girl, where you sing at?
Pull out your masters, your dat's, all you have is cats
Pet little turtles in your bedroom, enough for headroom
Usin your restroom when, company come, that's your best room
I stay the dopest while you party hard, losin focus
Starin in mirrors combin hair, with the kids on welfare
I watch your mailbox like vietnam guerilla warfare
That's not your real hair, rip credit cards, i don't care
Liposuction, jenny craig, is yo' introduction
Volkswagen fog up, your dirty engine boo smog up
You hit the malls and, with chip phones, makin calls and
I'm audi 5, yeah

Chorus

I'm seein robots, passin by, everyday (i'm seein robots!)
I'm seein -- goo goo gah gah, them ugly kids call me da-da
Missin they father while you try to pawn the ring and phones and
You probably jonzin, gettin greedy, eatin at tony rhome's and
Stuffin your mouth out with fat pigs, you smokin cigs
Rip out your buttcrack, no bras out, to fit your back
Skinny legs, trip on, you get your grub and rip on
The dj spin the club is wack, yo they close at ten
They turned the lights on, i seen your mug, you looked bugged
Close your face, i see your rims, i know you freebase!

Chorus 3x

(i'm seein robots!) all you model robots
With mechanical legs, fake hips, implants
Little chips in your arms
Body movement, metal metallic, unpure
.. robots (little robots)
Stiff arms, kneecaps, oil (r-o-b-o-t)
(r-o-b-o-t) metal, robots
(little go go romance robots)
(little go go romance robots)


8.Static

They ready to roll up the highway with me
Think you can make that trip or what?
Of course
I'ma go back to the gas station and get some gas and fuel up

Chorus: kool keith, sadat x

this girl?

Bumpin systems, rollin down the street in detroit, michigan
I switch again, bucket seats with my girlfriend
Wearin paco in a bronco, cologne is pronto
Movin quickly like the lone ranger, x is tonto
Back up the turnpike, oldsmobile's roll with two pipes
440 engine blowin wind, through our hair extension
Two bags of six packs, with .38's, wrapped in gift packs
Big attitude she's on the two train, i roll like mad max
Keep it simple baby young girl, now squeeze yo' pimple
How dare you walk around ignore the first national bank
My name is unknown, ? die my family call me hank
I go way back, like you still shop at alexando's
Buy your sandals for your little son, named romandos
Watch your step theresa, chew up on your slice at easter

Can you surround me in the black tan
My living room, trips to cancun, with these - eighty ladies
The jefferson's to the brady, sanford and the son
I want the whole world and my old girl back
She left me for the postman, now she send me letters
I got a bottle of grand monet, drinkin in the stairway
With the wizard kool keith, and i'm sportin my rhymes
Funeral chimes signal the beginnin of the end
Cowboy with more in, with my private dancin chicks
They live way out in the sticks, but i put em in the mix
(uh-huh)
Took em to reno in an old camino, gamblin in a casino
The movie's al pacino

Chorus

Got my check cashed, you posin new, stop actin girl, like a fool
Got the benz on loan, sadat rollin by your school
You brought your frontin friend gwen, beggin for the benjamin
I'll see you a ten, with a haircut, like scottie pippen
My man mark riffin in the backseat, my cousin clifton
You get me pissed and wearin big gloves like sonny liston
Leon spinks with afro on, ready to rob the brinks
I see you got your thongs out, daisy dukes and buns out
You call me when you broken hearted, when your money runs out
Back from the ?, you did it girl the blind way
Hold your horses, and evil forces
Don't press star for pathmark, i'll be home after dark
I'm tired of pop tart

Yeah
I'm touchin gwen with the butt love, the rubber glove
I'm touchin that ass she swingin her hair, claimin she's an
actress
But wasn't she that same chick i seen with the black dress?
Traded the ninety-eight for the sixty-eight mustang
Me and keith at the bar, do they know who we are?
Apparently, because all the drinks are free
It's 'our house, in the middle of our street'
And when you come in here you better wipe your feet
I'm from alburqueque, new mex' to the great state of texas
I rode across on a gray horse, ??
Get to the sauce and add spaghetti, non-pork (what?)
I'ma own new york, with a big spots of the bx
And german outposts, with the communists close (no doubt)
I'm verbose, i host, the most, y'all should roast me
People watch closely and rewind me on the tape
Study this here, then look and listen
Take a step back and watch the black pearl glisten

Chorus


9.Intro 2


10.Black Elvis

Yeah!
For the 2000 (2000)
Black elvis (black elvis)
We get raw with this (hand me my guitar)
Tour bus packed (tour bus packed)

Black elvis, recordin in the 48-track studio
Madison square garden soundcheck, to speak direct
Fans in the upper level, backstage passes
Wearin diamonds around my glasses, leather coat
Thirty thousand from wilson, countin the mill's
I'm talkin to andre harrell with a chaffeur drivin me around
In the green rolls royce, parked parallel, on fifth avenue
Steppin in bloomingdale's, waitin for celine dion to get her
nails done
Tour dates start tommorrow, mci send the cash through wells
fargo
Black elvis, 28 g's a night
Tour bus with the motley crue, who gon' stop who?
Rock star don't need no tattoo
Guitar out of the sharp, fender bass with the stratocaster
With prodigy, rage against the machine, flyin over the atlantic
ocean
With the potion

Chorus: kool keith

Black elvis, rock star, walkin down broadway
What y'all thinkin about?
Black elvis, rock star, walkin down broadway
Chillin in the project hallway

(repeat 1.5x)

Tour bus, painted neon green with black wheels
We do big wheels, count big head franklin bills
Movin up that's when i'm black elvis at the civic center
Promoter book venues that are too small, ignore the call
Seventy thousand jam packed arenas
With rock fans wearin backpacks
Merchandise sell nice gold shirts with red lights
Sponsored by dial soap and a heineken
The biggest rock star gon' rhyme again
Roadie cases for eight months, samsonite suitcases
Rappers comin home with no money on the red eye with dead eyes
Stadium tickets, watch scalpers get wicked
Pull up in my limo ejecting your demo (your demo)
Stretch lamborghinis with four doors, with four floors
Followin right behind yours, basic continental
Get out your rental before i get mental
(yeah baby)

Chorus 2x

Huge signs on highways, you see the biggest advertisements
I meant to man the bombs off and skip my next assignment
Walk in the sony building, grab checks
Stop in a hilton, warner brothers chap' on the back
Of my royalty statements, my name is matthew
Three apartments on the west with 200 songs
Five minutes each on ampex reels
At the shark bar chewin billionaire meals
At the apollo, can you digest?
I'm a hard act to swallow
With a paris france with a real estate agent
That's building me a kid's playground in denver, colorado
Vacation unknown when i'm speakin 3-way with roberto duran
And sugar ray leonard on the cellular phone
Upstate connecticut, hold you rap style with a better grip
(i'm a rock star now)

Chorus 2x


11.Maxi Curls

Chorus:kool keith

I see maxi curls (yeah! ...)
Players, activator
I see maxi curls (yeah! ...)
Remote control alligators

I got skill, you're on my tip, now back off
Slack off, let me do this, and y'all turn the wack off
The radio stereo here we go, flow and blow
Puerto rico, southside, latin, you're feed pattern
Black people mingle, white people, buy my single
Bingo bangle, let go my steel eggo
Throwin rhymes in spirals like joe klecko
Miami dolphin, now shut up, close your mouth and
You be hatin debatin, regurgitatin
Ratin latent, and perpetratin
My album's love mics, tough like dirt bikes
You get frantic, new york city, run and panic
California, i switch up, boogie on ya
Like don cornelius, on soulllllllllll train!
And heads i clip off, in rap leave a bloodstain
A bigger pain, you would need novacaine
Bite off rakim, you copy big daddy kane
You know my steelo, i rhyme against a million people
Who think they equal, disguisin as jamaican people
Fakin, funkin, you're pedigree, your beat is sunk in
Tonka toy of little boy, steppin down to roy
I'm no joke, i rap for cash and you're buyin a coat
Bronx bomber, superb on the freak momma
Stinkin movin, my whole crew is comin through
Yeah..

Chorus

Bout it bout it, like master p, makin money g
No time for promos, get paid when i mc
You know my feeling, i'm dealing, with tracks so real and
Radio blackout, your format, is not appealin
R&b can step up, but can't compare to me
You oughta know -- how, i, feel
That's wack, with bookbags, packed on your back
Video bop, my skin is black bet
Program your channels, your grandkids wanna see me
Freakin status, freakin styles, freakin flows
Freakin foes, freakin lyrics, freakin spirits
I make a def person hear it
Duplicate you demonstrate, what i used to make
Remakes i watch, your crew'll imitate
Motivate still skills to pay bills
Creative sauce, watch out, i'm your boss
On panasonic like steve, style bionic
You get to workin, your head bop, you not jerkin
You be out lurkin for danger, in my ranger
You think i'm bugged man? with catwoman, like a stranger
Packed with speed, supersonic level reed
Steelo jets and bill blass like rockets
In your pockets, damagin your brain sockets
Yeahhhhh?

Chorus

Like mobile, settin up shop in alabama
For proper grammar, my style arm & hammer
Strong computer, underground like roto rooter
Fools critics they mimic, copy, sloppy
Mc's get hurt, you blockhead, try to stop me
Digital thinkin, you're blinkin, career sinkin
Old like mod squad, you rap like lincoln
Sideburns turned, you catchin ringworm
A heavy virus, worser than, hepatitis
Schizophrenic like ten people out the clinic
Yankee stadium uptown, you can't win the pennant
I do construction, you pack up your whole production
Your lips are ready, your girl has a nice suction
Pack her bags pack her bags pack her bags right
Pack her bags pack her bags pack her bags left
Your style is a, b, c-d
E-f, g-h, i-j-k, l-m-n-o-p, q-r-s
Don't test, i taught you how to get your deals
You put my style on your reels
You went uptown, claimin my sound
Get back, stay down

Chorus 2x

Maxi curl, activator
Brought to you by, kool keith


12.Keith Turbo

New york city! (keith turbo)
You're listening to the number one
The one and only (keith turbo)
Keith (keith turbo) turbo
Pontiac, gto
That's right, we do it like that
Keith turbo, the new man
Here we go

Move in close range, with the artcc
Air route traffic control center
I freeze mc's at maximum degrees
??, from the street when i ripped apartments
And the corman suites
Two and a half units available, bass you can't trace
Your girl starin in my face at 7,000 feet
Turbo, jets in the cockpit
You flock with weak kids on the block with
For protection, i'll ruin your whole section
For major alteration, my final approach is to spray y'all
Attack ya like roaches
Don't step to me at the food court at the municipal airport
Your unmatched performance can't stop my endurance
Runaway 18-l, pilot one, change in your slot
Number two you're through, dischargin your battery
Stop rappin to me
New york city's number one mc, that's real g
Who's that kid b? passengers are in position
Change your whole vision
Commercial instructors stop your stretch marks
Take off your shirt i see your ribs
Fakin like you tommy gibbs
Technology program, you used to know
I used to study with son of sam, that's right

(keith turbo) pontiac, gto
(keith turbo) pontiac, gto
(keith turbo) pontiac, gto
(keith turbo) pontiac, gto
Man (keith turbo)
I can throw a hundred thousand pound walrus right through the
walls
That's right
Mad like five gorillas in the vocal booth [mad like five
guerillas]
It's all turbo
Yo mom duke, pass me my helmet
Let me show these kids what to do

Rpm 600 pound gorillas, 22 not hot
Engine accurate, gps storm scopes on your folks
Monitors equal, my three million new fans are white people
Geared toward the universe while black people think the worse
Realistically expect my gross is twenty times your checks
Triple that diamond around your necks, besides i hate cars
You feel the turbulence, fasten seatbelts, close your vents
Rugged horsepower, m-20-f, executive manifestin you a lesson
False representation'll leave y'all sweatin in the train station
Remember i'm blacker than your used acura
That's why i laugh at ya
Like a anorexic model on the crack bottle
Y'all play frankie beverly i'm in the future with a phaser
network
I bet ya i'll make your beck hurt
Endorsements from the universities can't stop my abilities
Financial trainin on the campus
Sock ya like ? did kurt rambis
Fax you that flight number, stand by frequency
Don't mess with me

(keith turbo) pontiac, gto
(keith turbo) pontiac, gto
(keith turbo) pontiac, gto
(keith turbo) pontiac, gto

That's right y'all, it's all about nasa
When i ride around in my nascar
Don't think i'm richard petty, or bobby unser
Or even al unser, it's all indy 500 when i run around
You know it, i come with the fluid like jackie stewart

(keith turbo)
(keith turbo)
(keith turbo) *laughing*

(keith turbo) *laughing*

(keith turbo)


13.Fine Girls

Or college, wherever you comin from
I see you all the time
Sometimes you don't even look very happy
Would you tell me?

I like your pretty eyes
Tell me where you get your hair done, your face so clear
With fourteen carats diamonds in your ear
He beat you up, i'll eat you up, reheat you up
Come fix your life, make you my wife, improve in time
No wine and dine, don't waste my time, mature your mind
I redesign, you changin faces
Stop playin games girl, you two of clubs, i'm pluckin aces
Your girlfriends don't matter
Jealousy's another info, she thinks i'm mental
I love you keep it confidential

Chorus: kool keith

You're that fine girl from high school, college graduate
Lady always on my mind, girl can you imagine it?

{repeat chorus 3x}

I seen you cryin
Relyin on some old backbone prone
I give you stuffed animals, sprinkles on a chocolate cone
You turn your face up
Your body shaved legs to the waist up
You feelin sad, face down, always lookin mad
I counteract, i contact
Spot you out where the maps at
I caught you starin, why you actin baby?
There's no slackin, the second time i work this
This ain't no clown and circus
You takin advil, for headaches
I met you girl on purpose
Stressed out with girlfriends
That zero hero leasin his benz
You under peer pressure
(you think about it girl, think what you really doin)

{repeat chorus 4x}

I dial your home phone
Know your code and area zone
You trapped in mom's house, restrictions feel like minnie mouse
I know you turnin yearnin learnin
Plus your heart is burnin, i'm still concerned while you blinkin
My mind is thinkin, outside your area
You got that space for occupation, big motivation
Let me drop my fierce information

Come here girl, i wanna talk to you
I wanna tell you a lot of things
Different things that you never talked about
Different things you had to go through
What i've been through, before you've even been with
I'm tellin you

{repeat chorus 4x}


14.The Girls Don't Like The Job

{kool keith on the phone}
Hello -- did cathy come in today, or what?
I'm startin to not, to like, what's she's doin at me
She's not on time, you know her hair ain't combed
She's not dressed properly
She's always wearin jeans, and this is a company
Where you wear dresses, and you look neat and come in
With your briefcase
And we're taking cutbacks.. somebody gotta get dropped

Capital investments by sequence automatic mechanical problem
secure
Space investor, wall street journal analysist
The rates of companies by speed paine-webber
Merryl lynch, no other than solomon brothers
Banking system with my computer wisdom
Immaculate suit, pinstriped, with my shirt and tie
Girls know i'm fly -- on the a-x-1 new floppy disk
'hello? there's somebody out there to see you'
No, tell her to call me back
I'm busy with the president of the united states
Discussing more rates on a higher level
Don't give me feedback, i don't need that
Two trips to costa rica, i'll be a week back
Before you sign a new act, find out if they wack
Your budget will be low, and you'll be fired, highly retired
I'm the new boss of this company girl
(i want you to fax yourself to china ok? do this now)

Chorus: kool keith *singing* (repeat 2x)

The girls don't like the job
Secretaries don't like my ways
I hire and fire, give you checks on the spot
I hire and fire, give you checks when it's hot

Down at 55 water street
Top official always seein chemical bank, wells fargo
Bank of america with my fine secretary erykah
Me and al sharpton was talkin about real estate in compton
With a loan from general mills
I would start a new nba team baldwin hills
The baldwin hills spacemen
Lime green uniforms with a orange basketball logo
? the group solo, that's right, dolo
With the comissioner of the basketball
Passin y'all in my asr rolls royce
Y'all can't stop my voice and opinion, here's a card and my
phone extension
Not to mention i ripped up four tickets to the grammy awards
I had pasta with my new team and my roster
Agents beware, i'm talkin to shaq behind the lakers back
Michael jordan i'm important, keep tapes recordin
Buyin baseball stadiums, talkin to joe morgan
Cincinatti reds, i'm over your heads
Call my limo nancy, make it fancy, i'm in a rush
No time for coffee, ice cream from mr. softie

Tom hanks calls the base of keith in the uk
We sold a lot of mercedes benz's
And bmw's to the small starving communities
Even as an import, it's just a regular cab in foreign countries
Materialistic for just the ignorant ones only the united states
I'm goin to lunch, i'll be right back

{the girls don't like the job!}
Cutback on time
Employees research files, tryin to find my styles
Sippin on a glass of sprite
Toni braxton wanna sing pride with me tonight
I gotta work late, the office, the kids, the dog
Puppies, groceries, hopin these things get done by the end of
the week
I been through the week, did you book my airline flight
assistant terry?
You'll get no record deal actin like neneh cherry, back to work
don't flirt
Give me them passes to the james brown concert
Front row seats at least, please don't bother me i need peace
Terry you been late a lot
I hate a lot of those same black pants you wearin dancin
Take two days off, i'm goin to the playoffs

Chorus 1.5x


15.Clifton(Santiago)

Yeah, straight from the ranch
Motion man {*echoes*}
J. reno, kool keith {*echoes*}
Kool keith

I used to rock a booty butt banger with a hanger
Snap back with back slaps, bypass them corny raps
Perhaps some action, maxin in the turb' relaxin
Unique investigator, sportin more alligators
From here to virginia, clubs when i step up in ya
Tell the maid from my toes, to my shoulder blade
Extreme act up on front stage, make em back up
You get that workout, that head piece gettin slapped up
Now turn yo' lip up, you drop that mic you turn yo' lip down
I spin on stage like, blowin mics, make you sit down
From here to north carolina, 95 to south carolina
Atlanta georgia florida flowin down, like i'm water
Mexican indian, fly girls, the puerto ricans
Pum-pum-pump the eight-oh-eight-oh-eight-oh-eight-oh peakin
Now start spectacular, expert, them legs will work
Bronx bomber watch em strip, eddy tip that fine mama
Hydraulics expand, while drums bang like gap band
I clap hand, take his mic, give him five to my man
Switch his work to talent shows, i do concerts
Light up shirts like 4th of july atomic fireworks
Extraction attack, white backpacks on wack macks
Yeahhhhhhhh...

Chorus: motion man + kool keith (repeat 2x)


My name is cadillac clifton santiago
At the bodega, i need a fat sandwich major
You know my switches, impala drop, scrapin sparks
I mack these bitches, white asian puerto rican
Black russian haitian, with jungle fever, i ain't hatin
A cup more coppertone, i'm cappin on your kinky ear
Bitches they stare, cause i'm wild cock diesel
Boy hopin that i recognize they girls in this song
Bodda-boom-bodda-bing bodda-bing-da-bing-bong, yo check it
I call up televas-quez, he's gettin ass
And when he finish, call up santiago and bring the cash
I'm out to desecrate, move wild western state
I got your sister lickin ass, suckin hairy balls
My occupation downfall and bringin niggaz bad luck
My name is clifton santiago salesman at the mall
I'm full ?, a hundred niggaz deep up in the movies
Like greg i'm groovy, yo bobby sit and watch the movie
And kick that hoe out with that one tooth, lookin goofy
She's on my tab, better make popcorn to pay her half
They know i'm wild, i don't mess around with chickenheads
Barney and fred, wilma betty bam-bam pebbles
(on different channels, lyrics)

Chorus

Slidin through the back of the do'
You didn't see me in the midst, with my pistol, ev dog
Flyin heads is my job, i will clobber you
Walkin backwards, chosin jacket, turn around
Gloves on, opposite hands
Can you recognize me?
I wear blu blocker shades so you can't see what i see
Holdin a mirror up, so i don't run into nobody
But i don't care, cause i know karate (hi-yah!)
Vulcan pinch and that yoga too
Don't you know i'm stretch armstrong in the flesh
With a mocha tan, and a criminal mind?
Like chairhead chippendale, yeah
Comedy? yes, no? maybe not
But if i got a lip don't zip
Baggy jeans on, walkin through a crowded room
Avoid all contact with me, click boom!
People scatter stop that chatter they resort to screamin
Am i dreamin, drunk or just zooted out?
I need help call 9-1-1 pronto
My modus operandi is complete
One down, many to go, others to show
The argonaut is ain't no fuckin circus sideshow
Ringling and barnum and bailey we are not
Wild kingdom mutual of northern cal
Hahahaha..

Chorus 2x


16.All The Time

Yeah! straight from new york city
It's all the way live - youknowhati'msayin?
And i gotta tell you like this
Like shan said, i pioneered this
And i'ma let you have it

Super status, structure, lyrically the baddest
No time to perpetrate on front street, i rock the fattest
Ultimate ego, your rap style, sounds feeble
Bionic black man, crowd packed with tons of people
No one the equal, should grab the mic, stop my sequel
Purchase your ticket, i been here since wilson pickett
Shut off your rap dream, career's over, that's on high beam
You on the trampoline learnin, you still concernin
I burn your index, spray your raps like they insects
I want that action

Chorus: kool keith (repeat 2x)

I do this all the time
(every night and every day, we make moves so don't you hate)
I do this all the time
(every night and every day, kool keith does his thing his way)

Movin steady through yo' zip code, arrangements, your lip fold
Y'all billboard hype companies line that y'all ship go
Got your mom believin the label clown pick your room up
Y'all stuck in contracts in pop's house, clean your room up
I pull your charter from the blind side, to the start up
There'll be no star, pull them stickers off your rented car
Your man is playin also, a fake mafioso
His rap is so-so, i'm warmed up like chocolate cocoa
Who you know go? get that kid, off your promo
I move like marko, new york city think i'm cuomo
You sayin, 'oh no, keith is droppin big solo'
I hang on grand street, with shoppin bags down on soho

Chorus

Catch you out there, with mic stands, cords in yo' hand
Youse a first year rookie, duplicatin method man
I test yo' skills, fanbase that only go to peteskil
Servin headwork, new mc's, watch your neck jerk
I'm such an expert, i pull you quick, stop your concert
I drop my interludes sharp now, words and inserts
Back your face up, while sound man, turn the bass up
You wearin makeup, your skirt is short, sippin a quart
You think you're hardcore? you're opposite, rappin softcore
Kickin metaphor with zeroes, i give you a score
Monster amateur, i move up kid, then i damage ya
Check one two

Chorus

(every night and every day, we make moves so don't you hate)
(every night and every day, kool keith does his thing his way)
(every night and every day, we make moves so don't you hate)
(every night and every day, kool keith does his thing his way)
(every night and every day, we make moves so don't you hate)
(every night and every day, kool keith does his thing his way)


17.I Don't Play

Yo yo yo
Worldwide, worldwide
Kool keith in bronx housing
Ninety-nine, 2000
As we get biz, yeah
I'ma let you have it
Let's do this

Yo, my life is clientele, while pro people talk about me
Cut empty pocket, shark faces like electric sockets
Sideburns with afro, nasty pro, throw like rollo
In wells fargo, cashin checks while you tryin to borrow
My game is cut through, plastic come, we can see through
Disco music, jazz loops, i ain't tryin to be you
Nineteen-ninety-nine, 2000 black, new design
My head is on right
Back up kid you wasn't born right
Playin center i block your wack raps like bill cartwright
Pick up your rebounds, plastic soft production sounds
All mc groups will be cartoons like mother goose
No joke i bust back
Kid for real, watch your buttcrack
Entourages, movin neighborhoods like mr. rogers
Slam rhymes on concrete, mash em up in car garages
Cadillac spin, open magazines, vibe again
You're jealous stare lickin, paws like you're rin-tin-tin
I'm back again, i stop your programs like gentle ben
Yeah (yeah.. yeah.. yeah..)

Chorus: kool keith (repeat 4x)

I'll be the man, watch your backpack, pen and pencil
School today! grown man, i don't play

Back up the turnpike, watch mad max turn into you
Get gassed at truckstops, leave diesel fuel, burnin through you
I come to boo you, best believe, i'm a damager
Cancel shows, interviews, i don't need no manager
Slash fan, half of y'all, think i'm the elephant man
Look through my records analyze me like i'm michael jackson
Collect my vinyl dj moves spinnin on my wax and
Groupies in line, camera flashes, i don't need the action
Sweaty hotels, dumbbells, i'd rather shop in modell's
While y'all wear backpacks, with corny macks, rollin l's
Cd's get melted, ask your favorite rapper, how he felt it
I turn on others, light up this, when i'm cookin muffins
That's on the grill, make your girlfriend buy my ampex reels
Pay for studio time, droppin verse with dope words
I'm on the real herb, pick up mics you got some nerve
Rahway state prison bring my projects in the music business
That's if you with this, yo craig, there will be no witness
I'm comin through with bronx crew, a black, boo-ba-babboon
Tecs in my pockets make your feets dance, do the lockin
Yeah (yeah.. yeah.. yeah.. yeah..)

Chorus

Yo, what are you doin lookin in my closet?
Why are you tryin to try on my sneakers?
Stop lookin around in my kitchen
That's right it's honeycomb up there, raviolis
Everything a regular man eats
I'm not the elephant man, whassup?

You don't scare me, i'm the man that bought your girl some hair
Walk in giant arenas and stop your show at madison square
With security, you can't call the secret service
Got your roadie cases packed up, your bookin agent nervous
Backstage passes special units break your fendi glasses
Cancel your flights, town car, see me in the brown car
Rip up your passport, i follow you through kennedy airport
Lock up the gates, town seize up, like norman bates
Book hotel niko change my face up, in puerto rico
Julio gongado bumpin beats, in a el dorado
I'm movin swiftly, the game is fast, very quickly
Greyhound bus tickets, i'll vick you for the whole season
That's the reason i'll be easin, eatin cheese and
That's right kid, yeah (yeah.. yeah..)

Chorus

Yeah, that's right, watch your backpacks
For the nine-nine to the 2000
From bronx housing
Housing..