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Albums:

Kettles of Fish on the Outskirts of Town (The Residents) · Prestige Blues Swingers: Outskirts of Town (Prestige Blues-Swingers) · Prestige Blues Swingers: Outskirts of Town (Prestige Blues-Swingers) · Outskirts of Town (Sawyer Brown) · Blues for Elvis: Albert King Does the King's Things (Albert King) · Blues for Elvis: Albert King Does the King's Things (Albert King) · Outskirts (Blue Rodeo) · Outskirts (Blue Rodeo) · Outskirts (Blue Rodeo) · Outskirts of Heaven (Craig Campbell) – and 90 other albums »


"I'm the.. I'm the.. I'm the.. I'm the.."

[Chorus]
"I'm the king of.."  "rock and roll!"
"I'm the king of.."  "rock and roll!"
"I'm the king
well it's up to you
Now don't let me down
Your Mama's gonna move you up town

I guess she did
boy

On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
The king of the swinging moves is back in town
And everybody's tip-toeing around him
Surround him, I see
You found yourself a hammer
Drops
skins boned 
I'm diggin her down with my skin tone 
It's Brown er than Bobby cause humpin is my hobby 
Down in the end zone, with mens, that made her
tomorrow
And I'm not gonna be

Here to stay
Even when I'm gone
When I close my eyes
Through the passage of time
Kings never die

I want it, I'm coming to get
Ain't no tellin wat they might do
So I'm gonna just stay out their motha f&%$#! white view
Dippin' in an outta town
Gotta get a hundred thou
Even if
the market moves
Cash rules kings, queens, prince and princess
Every night I’m crossing a line that ain’t the finish
Every thought is dark as a glass
Stick up, hands in the air
You move, you lose 'cause the ICE don't care
No chance to run, don't shout
Flinch an inch I'm gonna take you out
Grand
first step,
I made it out i'm bringin' mad joy,
The doctor looked and said he's gonna be Bad Boy!

I remember back in time, 
Before all the homies
In fact I'm gonna win, win again with another hand
Here's another hand, here's another hand
Dilly can I get another hand ?
Here's a hand, king king
that you might try weighin' it
Hated by many but I hate 'em back
Loved by troopers who know where it's at
You might like me, might think I'm wack
But
was king for a second, I reigned, came with a different name
The W.T.C. family and more one

They applause when I make my entrance
I move on 'em
running late 
Cause I'm always making time to make your girlie feel great 
And I'm Bizzy D from way down town
I'm known to rock a mic like a king was
rapping in Jersey
Never get elegant in elementary never learned to write in cursive
Raised by the country B-Boys, I’m elegantly perfect
Rack it in, pack
Step off

Well, I'm Keith Cowboy and you're my cow
So what ya M.C's gonna do now?
It's gonna be a slaughter and here's my plan
You won't even get bread
in the key of RAP
Now that is over, I'm ready to jam

Want all you people, to clap your hands
Tonight we're gonna, scream and shout
We're gonna
Gotta rap in the key of are-A-P
Now that is over I'm ready to jam
Want all you people, to clap your hands
Tonight we're gon-na, scream and shout
We're
Gotta rap in the key of are-A-P
Now that is over I'm ready to jam
Want all you people, to clap your hands
Tonight we're gon-na, scream and shout
We're
Step off

Well, I'm Keith Cowboy and you're my cow
So what ya M.C's gonna do now?
It's gonna be a slaughter and here's my plan
You won't even get bread
two)
So we gonna come and resurrect them
That's why they call me the Ryzarector
I'm out to resurrect the mental dead, by diggin up they graves
Bringin em
beat the wrinkles out the old mutherfucker
I treat a bitch like a queen,
But she's got to realize I'm the goddamn king
Some jealous punk in town
Told my
the door is closed and we're in town
And the only place you can go is down!

Step, step, step, step, step off.)

Well, I'm Kieth Cowboy and you're my
your ass in the house boy, I told you 
Get your ass in the house! Get, get, in the god damn house boy! 
Last fucking time I'm gonna talk to you you
Gotta rap in the key of are-A-P
Now that is over I'm ready to jam
Want all you people, to clap your hands
Tonight we're gon-na, scream and shout
We're