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Get Off the d*** Lyrics

[Kool Keith]
This for all you m************ bitin my s***e s***
Get off my d***, I was born on Jupiter
[K] Yeah! Throwin the monkey-f*****-wrench in the business
[K] Yeah; all that trendy s*** out there
[T] That old fake s***
[K] So regular
[T] That common s***
[K] s*** that stink
[T] Word up
[K] Do this!
[T] Like you knew this, haha
[T] This is how we do
[K] Yeah
[T] Every, every day all day, haha

[Keith] All you rappers are wack on my b****, picture Kodak
n***** be talkin like they hard, they f***** a**crack
[Tim] These wack MC's tryin to sound like Kool Keith
I shoulda take a bat and knocked out they front teeth, POW!
[Keith] From New York to Cali MC's keep poppin s***
With messed up grammar, your weak style ain't stoppin s***
[Tim] Rappers nowadays clog my d*** like it's fog
Ever since I came out, everybody want to be a Dog
[Keith] You on my list, your project building just drowned in p***
When I hit your city, your area, blow your r*****
[Tim] I got that hardcore, rap score, elevated folklore
Nonsense I ignore, Tim Dog is c**ture

[Kool Keith]
Take out your whole backpiece, blow your f***** spectrum
Wipe off your shirt, your style is baby doo-doo squirt
I don't care, beware, smell smoke watch your back
I'm up close like acne pimples in your a** crack
Atomic workout, strategy for f***** jerks
Your album's b*******, overused with inserts
Still light up s*** point blank like f***** fireworks
n***** get busted cause half fights(?) for Greyhound
Penalties are deadly for quality, how your s*** sound?
I'm not followin m************..
[Chorus: Tim Dog + Kool Keith]
n***** on some Ultra s***, n***** on some Ultra s***
How many n***** is on our d***? (Get off the d***!)
n***** on some Ultra s***, n***** on some Ultra s***
n***** on some Ultra s*** .. (Get off the d***!)
n***** on some Ultra s***, n***** on some Ultra s***
How many n***** is on our d***? (Get off the d***!)
n***** on some Ultra s***, n***** on some Ultra s***

[Chorus last line #1]
(Get off the d***!) n***** on some Ultra s*** (For life)

[Tim Dog]
God d*** it's a brand new year
Comin back with the full packed mac, bustin off with the raw raps
Rippin rappers out the frame, cause it's like that
You want your mic back; b**** you're gonna have to fight back
Raise up, raise up, if you're nice and
n***** f***** with D-O-G, is like McNeely f***** with Mike Tyson
I'm slicin, dicin MC's, they call me ginsu
n***** get me amped, watch me get mental
Perplexed I project my lyrical context
Bust nuts in rappers a*** cause it's better than s**
Hey yo I'm mad, and "I'm Bad", like Mr. Cool J
I'm back with my man Kool Keith, hip-hop hoo-hooray
Get down, for my crown, cause I'm a scholar
n***** s*** is so wack I wouldn't pay a f***** dollar, holla
(Hooooooo!) f*** it
[Chorus]

[Chorus last line #2]
n***** on some Ultra s*** (Get off the d***!)

[Kool Keith]
Clench up tight, them champagne rhymes won't work tonight
Just raw beat, you're b***naked standin on the street
a** out cold, my target blows out your r***** hole
n***** get flushed like wet Pampers down the commode
German warfare, crazy style just like h*****
No soft samples, corny loops, f*** fiddler!
n***** get carried away with basic s***, every day
Useless mics, and vinyl time a bunch of wack skits
Ex-lax reveal your steelo's got the s****
Pack a bag, zip up your drama, f***** catch the bus
n***** already been through sad stories; f*** y'all Gus

Yeah I don't give a f*** about the sunny Stet(?) drums
Who's usin the Alfonso Moons, whatever I don't give a f***
Cal(?)DeJade I don't give a f***, any snare, whatever
Distinctive loop, f*** it all
m************ can go search downtown
and find all these records if you want; I don't give a f***!
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Big Time (2001)
Selling My Dat's (intro) Super Luv NYC Street Corner Battle Big Time Bittin' My Space Shit (skit) Get Off the d*** Who Rocks? Peeping Tom (skit) Private Eyes The Industry Is Wack Moving Out the Projects (skit) Keep It Real... Represent (full original version) Ain't Nobody Happenin' Fat Lady Visit to the Zoo (skit) Bizarre No Face To the Real Ultra Fans (outro)