[Kool Keith]
They try to say California is plastic
I think New York got the most plastic n***** too
f*** all you n***** comin out to the Soul Train Awards
with them pop a** headsets - around your ears like Britney Spears
That's some old Bobby Brown and New Edition s***
That's some old REAL Michael Jackson s***
I'm comin with Crazy Vic
Let me hear you tryin to copy my s***
f*** the impact eventually
cause there's a lot of corny n***** performin out there
Fat stomachs, make-up and eye glare
What the f*** do I care?
n***** with they a** out
Groupies in cheap motels tryin to f*** and crash out
m************ ain't networkin
Strippers checkin in - m************ on motorcycles
Pickup trucks with license plates on 'em
Bringin mad s*** from down South
Big after-parties I'ma turn my phone off
I don't wanna shake hands, meet no-f*****-body, arrogant b******
No commercial s***, break your neck, suck my d*** in the world
f*** the critics everything I make is a hit
f*** you applehead m************ tryin to make some old
carribean mixed with that Trinity keyboard s***
Hip-Hop s***, that's some old Broadway musical s***
I don't even listen to that cartoon s***
Tell your A&R and his wife to get out my f***** life
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*}
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*}
27 shots! {*BLAM*}
Shut up; listen to my s*** cause yo' cassette single is gay
Writin that bullshit I hear on the radio by these h*** n***** everyday
b***er soft sissy s***
I got the real tell it like it is p***y s***
Yo' s*** is some fake-a** gorilla code s***
White suits mansion yachts scared-a** n****
Doin videos buyin models on some boat s***
I tell you straight G I can't f*** with it
Girls still messin with you; your s*** is wack
Any b**** in they right mind shouldn't have s** wit you
Rusty n**** that don't use soap
I f*** around, and p*** all over your leather f*****-a** trenchcoat
Don't ever act hardcore
Youse a suburban n****, you get serviced n****
You never even been in a f***** street fight
Look at your old photo album pictures - youse a bunch of hype
Kiss my a**, nobody picked up the f***** mic
Untalented b**** like you some wild a**
inner-city kid from the projects - who's next?
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*}
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*}
27 shots! {*BLAM*}
Then I really disrespect all production out there
That bullshit n***** programmin, f*** Johnny Hammond
Sonny Stitch, that s*** ain't gettin you rich
Just a packed crowd, low b******, a bunch of f***** d***s
I'd rather see some a**, a nice club with a fat a**
And all you m************ actin like you Jamaican
American to the core, copyin that s*** on tour
Y'all n***** be against speakers with your ears sore
Stank a** boots with no socks on, f***** up the dancefloor
Since when you ate codfish and meat patties?
I got cousins with jheri curls in caddies
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*}
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*}
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*}
They try to say California is plastic
I think New York got the most plastic n***** too
f*** all you n***** comin out to the Soul Train Awards
with them pop a** headsets - around your ears like Britney Spears
That's some old Bobby Brown and New Edition s***
That's some old REAL Michael Jackson s***
I'm comin with Crazy Vic
Let me hear you tryin to copy my s***
f*** the impact eventually
cause there's a lot of corny n***** performin out there
Fat stomachs, make-up and eye glare
What the f*** do I care?
n***** with they a** out
Groupies in cheap motels tryin to f*** and crash out
m************ ain't networkin
Strippers checkin in - m************ on motorcycles
Pickup trucks with license plates on 'em
Bringin mad s*** from down South
Big after-parties I'ma turn my phone off
I don't wanna shake hands, meet no-f*****-body, arrogant b******
No commercial s***, break your neck, suck my d*** in the world
f*** the critics everything I make is a hit
f*** you applehead m************ tryin to make some old
carribean mixed with that Trinity keyboard s***
Hip-Hop s***, that's some old Broadway musical s***
I don't even listen to that cartoon s***
Tell your A&R and his wife to get out my f***** life
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*}
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*}
27 shots! {*BLAM*}
Shut up; listen to my s*** cause yo' cassette single is gay
Writin that bullshit I hear on the radio by these h*** n***** everyday
b***er soft sissy s***
I got the real tell it like it is p***y s***
Yo' s*** is some fake-a** gorilla code s***
White suits mansion yachts scared-a** n****
Doin videos buyin models on some boat s***
I tell you straight G I can't f*** with it
Girls still messin with you; your s*** is wack
Any b**** in they right mind shouldn't have s** wit you
Rusty n**** that don't use soap
I f*** around, and p*** all over your leather f*****-a** trenchcoat
Don't ever act hardcore
Youse a suburban n****, you get serviced n****
You never even been in a f***** street fight
Look at your old photo album pictures - youse a bunch of hype
Kiss my a**, nobody picked up the f***** mic
Untalented b**** like you some wild a**
inner-city kid from the projects - who's next?
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*}
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*}
27 shots! {*BLAM*}
Then I really disrespect all production out there
That bullshit n***** programmin, f*** Johnny Hammond
Sonny Stitch, that s*** ain't gettin you rich
Just a packed crowd, low b******, a bunch of f***** d***s
I'd rather see some a**, a nice club with a fat a**
And all you m************ actin like you Jamaican
American to the core, copyin that s*** on tour
Y'all n***** be against speakers with your ears sore
Stank a** boots with no socks on, f***** up the dancefloor
Since when you ate codfish and meat patties?
I got cousins with jheri curls in caddies
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*}
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*}
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*}