Lyrics:
the fool was sin free,
Ask Roseanne Barr or Oprah Winnphrey.
How it feels to be touched by the man who made you,
After so long, daddy didn't have to make
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(What's your name?) Marshall
(Who's your da- your daddy?) I don't have one
My mother reproduced like a Komodo
stop Keith, stop it Keith"
[Chorus: x2]
Arrogant, autographs, them ni'az can't sign them?
Souped up, souped up
While I stay in demand, your naked
Tell me who am I to you baby (Who am I)
Tell me is your love true baby (Is it true)
Girl all I want is you baby that's (All I want)
Girl I'm tryna
peace
Keith Lamont Scott alton Sterling
Philando Castille tamir Rice
Freddie Gray sandra Bland
John Crawford and all the other victims
Gunned down by
the brother is whack yo
What you tell your man, girl?
Kool Keith, whatever, like rappers say
Like Big Daddy Kane say rappers steppin' to me
They wanna get
percs
Sometimes we do time EOS and grab work
Never thought that Big Keith a beat me going six feet
Never thought that KeeKee a see Jasmine die at 15
God I
to the shop
Nigga FIX MY SHIT and run it by eight o'clock
Who she roll with, Clyde that down South Southern-ass drawer nigga
Yo tell him you with Clifton,
proud of me
It meant so much
KEITH
So young but you were wiser
Than anyone I know
Never shown fear to another man
Who bled just like you did
So cold how
got the dizzoe? Then meet me by the sizzoe
Me and Big Kirk, Uncle Nut, by a fizzoe
D and Hoy posted up by the Nolia (ya heard)
See Jeeko and Mutsi, they
Sosa Santa, don't get gift-wrapped
H-hop off the jet with the bag, that's why I'm jet-lagged
Bae you know Chief So' your daddy, come and grill your
in the gloss
He just shimmers can’t stand it
Stanley
Boy always sitting never standing
Always got a mean look
A parent who is glaring
Caring, Bout no
Intro:
Announcer: Can I have your attention please?
Keith: On my way to JFK
Announcer: Final boarding for flight 655 at Gate 14
Keith: I don't want
Douglass - u mean mug us
Who are you in those moments in Between being jealous
WHO
Pete Townsend Keith Moon
Some peak too soon
And loose their chance to make
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
city free
And a dad who's proud of me
This Christmas
You said I ruined your gift
A golden Ring, yeah
Through my fingers it slipped
Now I can feel your
Sounds bad
Who sings that song?
Back to back
They play it all day long
Bring back the days of Conway Twitty
When singers were good
And songs were
when you see a nigga
Please be clear, I rhyme, I do not mind
Read or write the beat then have your girl ride
The C train to me to ride the D and give
this over hippin the hop bullshit gon' stop
It beez Keith not Bill, Murray not Sweat
Your politics be politically incorrect
We keep it hot like sauce,
FUCK y'all niggaz talkin' bout cheddar
[Ras] Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
[Can] Four swordsmen
[Ras] From the land
ass nigga
That got fucked in the ass by your father figure
(No matter who?)
I'll bruise and bash you, blast you
Autograph you wit a bullet wound for
who dey keep me on the way
See we no go shake when the devil come close
We no go shame we go carry on post
Papa na Your Words igo rest on my shoulder
blaze, fulfillin' them, Keith ?, Jesse, Jamil and them
We originate styles, other be stealin' them
You got a good rise in your rolodex, who flow is
to face me
Nigga don't you miss because if you do I'm a retaliate
And before ya shut yo head and fuckin' face
Don't get mad because yo tot your 'K' from
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