[Intro]
Yeah! This goes out to all you fake-a** m************
doin your bullshit-a** parties (yeah, we in here)
You m************ are fake, you look like it
We know you look like it
Look at your f***** familiar face
The nine can't f*** with this, Hot 97 smell like p*** (Casanova)
Latex on my d***, [?] on my wrists (on my wristssss)
Can't f*** with this, Hot 97 smell like p*** (Gun Hill Road)
Latex on my d***, [?] on my wrists
Can't f*** with this, Hot 97 smell like p*** (Newark, New Jersey)
Latex on my d***, [?] on my wristssss
[Kool Keith]
Hypin up n***** too much, bullshit's goin down
I don't give a f*** about Howston Street
That's where they suckin d***s all day, n***** meet
Play what you told to play, Flavmaster-a** n****
You can't even cut straight, a DJ fast n****
Y'all n***** is monkeys with cups!
With that bullshit playlist, Arbitron even say you SUCK
Billboard hate you; you corny m************ are fake too
Wit'cha robot format, stick a bomb on your a**crack
Who sponsor you m************, Speed stick deodorant
You m************ yeah - you owe the rent
Get rid of your staff they make me laugh with that local-a** s***
Y'all play all day talkin s***
And sittin on the toilet even Clear Channel's mad
All y'all do is flush toilets and s*** all day
Report some ol' bullshit to BDS, like y'all the best
Transexuals, walkin up there with a f***** dress
Even Wendy Williams say you m************ be up in girdles and bras
Gettin they f***** nails pressed
[Chorus]
Hot 97 smell like p***
Latex on my d***, [?] on my wristssss
Can't f*** with this, Hot 97 smell like p***
Latex on my d***, [?] on my wristssss
[Marc Live]
f*** if we ready it's war on the station
Taliban, car bomb the whole f***** place in
Duct tape, the receptionist, boxcut up, the security
Gun down the P.D.; hold Angie Mar'
I strip her naked tie the b**** to the front of the door
I kick her face in; tie dynamite, to her nipples
I put a d**** in her mouth and if she moves flip the switch dude
It's doom, aiyyo the end of an era
Backstabbin b******s, no-talent a****
Angie got a b****** child by Nokio (f*****)
That has-been groupie b**** shoulda f***** known
Flex is a fruitcake n****, fat f*****
Transvestite lover on Hunt's Point every night
Do a show with RuPaul, troublemaker, softest n****
in the city, guys c** on his f***** t***y
The worst DJ on KISS, you owe Chuck Chillout b****
You got nerve to act large trick
You duck and hide, too many n***** gettin shot outside (Game)
You gon' learn when that car show gets interrupted
A news break, they drove a Navi through your f***** gate
[Chorus]
[Kool Keith]
The type of n***** y'all f*** with little kids havin incest
A couple of years ago y'all was the first critics with that bullshit
Talkin about down South was weak, y'all was dissin Mannie Fresh
Only when Snoop come to town, y'all play his s***
Actin like y'all supportin the West; lyin-a** n*****
Frank Crock' tryin-a** n*****
Slick suckin d***-a** n*****
Nuts when they get into town; I was listenin to Master P and s***
When you m************ was hatin 'em
Now all of a sudden Lil Jon is hot, and blew up
Now you gon' stand in the music b**** and act CRUNK
Now you tryin to get DOWN, late-a** n****
I hate a fake-a** n****, strawberry shake-a** n****
Yeah! This goes out to all you fake-a** m************
doin your bullshit-a** parties (yeah, we in here)
You m************ are fake, you look like it
We know you look like it
Look at your f***** familiar face
The nine can't f*** with this, Hot 97 smell like p*** (Casanova)
Latex on my d***, [?] on my wrists (on my wristssss)
Can't f*** with this, Hot 97 smell like p*** (Gun Hill Road)
Latex on my d***, [?] on my wrists
Can't f*** with this, Hot 97 smell like p*** (Newark, New Jersey)
Latex on my d***, [?] on my wristssss
[Kool Keith]
Hypin up n***** too much, bullshit's goin down
I don't give a f*** about Howston Street
That's where they suckin d***s all day, n***** meet
Play what you told to play, Flavmaster-a** n****
You can't even cut straight, a DJ fast n****
Y'all n***** is monkeys with cups!
With that bullshit playlist, Arbitron even say you SUCK
Billboard hate you; you corny m************ are fake too
Wit'cha robot format, stick a bomb on your a**crack
Who sponsor you m************, Speed stick deodorant
You m************ yeah - you owe the rent
Get rid of your staff they make me laugh with that local-a** s***
Y'all play all day talkin s***
And sittin on the toilet even Clear Channel's mad
All y'all do is flush toilets and s*** all day
Report some ol' bullshit to BDS, like y'all the best
Transexuals, walkin up there with a f***** dress
Even Wendy Williams say you m************ be up in girdles and bras
Gettin they f***** nails pressed
[Chorus]
Hot 97 smell like p***
Latex on my d***, [?] on my wristssss
Can't f*** with this, Hot 97 smell like p***
Latex on my d***, [?] on my wristssss
[Marc Live]
f*** if we ready it's war on the station
Taliban, car bomb the whole f***** place in
Duct tape, the receptionist, boxcut up, the security
Gun down the P.D.; hold Angie Mar'
I strip her naked tie the b**** to the front of the door
I kick her face in; tie dynamite, to her nipples
I put a d**** in her mouth and if she moves flip the switch dude
It's doom, aiyyo the end of an era
Backstabbin b******s, no-talent a****
Angie got a b****** child by Nokio (f*****)
That has-been groupie b**** shoulda f***** known
Flex is a fruitcake n****, fat f*****
Transvestite lover on Hunt's Point every night
Do a show with RuPaul, troublemaker, softest n****
in the city, guys c** on his f***** t***y
The worst DJ on KISS, you owe Chuck Chillout b****
You got nerve to act large trick
You duck and hide, too many n***** gettin shot outside (Game)
You gon' learn when that car show gets interrupted
A news break, they drove a Navi through your f***** gate
[Chorus]
[Kool Keith]
The type of n***** y'all f*** with little kids havin incest
A couple of years ago y'all was the first critics with that bullshit
Talkin about down South was weak, y'all was dissin Mannie Fresh
Only when Snoop come to town, y'all play his s***
Actin like y'all supportin the West; lyin-a** n*****
Frank Crock' tryin-a** n*****
Slick suckin d***-a** n*****
Nuts when they get into town; I was listenin to Master P and s***
When you m************ was hatin 'em
Now all of a sudden Lil Jon is hot, and blew up
Now you gon' stand in the music b**** and act CRUNK
Now you tryin to get DOWN, late-a** n****
I hate a fake-a** n****, strawberry shake-a** n****