Dame Grease - Special Forces lyrics

[Intro] Kool A.D. best rapper, Kool A.D. best rapper in the world Kool A.D., Kool A.D., I'm the best rapper Best rapper alive, best rapper dead or alive, in the world Ayo! [Verse] Kool A.D., b**h I don't stop rapping Shout out to Too $hort yo, hey, what's happening? Shout to Lil B, mane, he hella good at rapping (swag) Shout to Young Honest, look your boy Amish Grill a square burger like my name was Dave Thomas Me and Cash Money, man, we share the same office Dog I'm making profit, fake thugs hide they head like a ostrich Hating on me, that's preposterous Swag party animal, mosh pit See how I'm a dolphin, I tell you that often You could see me making money more often than not son Watch me f** around and ghostwrite a Nas album White girls in college tweeting that I'm awesome If the b**h clean then I'm eating that opossum You don't really want it with the kid, nah nah, son Understand I make the p**y creak, Dawson When I was a kid I was a fan of Charles Bronson Talk to the kid if you really got a problem Hey, where the keys to my car, think I lost 'em Ice on my chest so I don't get nauseous Diversified accounts so I don't take losses Girl I went to college But it's so amazing how I go so mobbin' Kicking hella jobs to the jobless Haters get astonished Kool A.D. for mayor, I don't care so why b**h? And you know your boy so hot like chocolate Stop it, stop it, you ain't saying nothing Stop it, stop it, you ain't saying... ayo Crackage, macking f** around, you might end up on a blacklist Don't it sound so tragic, poof! Vamoose, voila, magic Blow so many trees the whole team need practice Young Al Pacino, I don't know how to act, b**h I'm so pretty just like a young Ca**ius Tell a bad b**h what to do like a fascist Last name Vasquez, bad at Spanish Still I'm on a plane to Costa Rica first cla**, b**h Drink on my dick like it's Coca-Cola Cla**ic Hoes love me cause I'm so photographic Money in the mattress Fast forward, looking like a Atlas Roll my own blunts, don't pa** 'em Bring my own lunch to the cla**room Hoes say Canseco and Giambi when I smash 'em You could see me [?] just imagine (?) Picture me rolling in [?], balling like the Magic All of y'all mad cause I go so elaborate Pad so lavish, they thought it was a palace Sitting on land, make you wonder like Alice Look how I look into my gla**es Whooping hella a**es Moving like I got hella legs like arachnids Also like that I'm so nasty, heh You mad at the fact you lack tricks like a rabbit Kool A.D. zipped up like a jacket This is just a clip, like banana Get mad love, like a Blood or a Crip giving [?] I don't even trip like my grandma You should get a grip and just flip like the camera Sip on my dick like a Fanta Sip on my dick like a Pepsi b**h I'm too s**y Ice like Gretzky Nice like Gretzky I don't give a f** like Gretzky I can hit a puck like Gretzky I love the Mighty Ducks like Gretzky I asked your girl to f** and she let me Best rapper like Wayne, not Gretzky Hungry like the time before the chain got heavy It's about time the f**ing game got ready Kool A.D. but I look like Presley Bet y'all didn't know that Polo's owned by Nestle I said, Polo's owned by Nestle Polo is owned by Nestle! Bet y'all didn't know, like, I own five Jetskis Keep 'em in my home, never alone like [?] You never know when the chrome might wet me Protect Kool A.D. just like you protect B Yo they might get me They wanna snap my top back cold like Nestea But you'll never see the kid fold like a vest, see I'm told I'm the best, so... who the best, yo? I'm guess me I'm guessing that it's me Heh heh... nah, shut up, yo Shout to Wesley... Willis He was a popular man, and he still is Kool A.D. is Biggie Smalls: the Illest Used to hold d** and was a Diller like Phyllis Shout to Alameda, cousin If you want to buy rocks, (?) like, I got a dozen like a baker... Anita Balling like a Laker So she eat the pizza Gnarly, Leonardo Mona Lisa Kool A.D. suh, (sir?) Jesus Me throw like Tebow, so Please just fly me out to Heathrow, bro, yo I wanna be near where the Queen is I think... she need to hear this Just so she could be very clear: I'm a genius Peace to Serena and Venus, I mean it Haters need to step off the penis Yo, gaze into my raps, don't they look so scenic? No hook, I just cook so seamless Kool A.D dream dreams for the dreamless Dipping off the lean in a Prius 88 keys on the seat with a blue tarp over that I told 'em Grover that Man I'm so over rap What, rap? Oh yeah, I'm so over that Meanwhile all these b**hes screaming like Hova back So laid-back, I even let my man hold a stack Couple months pa**, whatever, he ain't owe it back Free bricks like that older track I'm the trap lord! Somebody go run and tell Ferg and Gucci and Whoever those older cats is, who's Posted at the boulder tryna shoulder that Whitey shot up the school Cause he want to take your toaster, black How we supposed to act, like we didn't notice that? They pulling hella f**ing wild-a** sh** Cause the POTUS black (Obama) Everybody: put your hand where the scrotum's at Now pause f** it, just go listen to Nas I'm in the kitchen with Cosby Pouring in, like, the pudding, like, somebody, like, um, stop me? Sometimes I treat it like a job, other times I just treat it like a hobby Bump KRS for philosophy Young black Socrates, a lot with these (?) Walk with me, as long as you not police The cops is weak, man, for real, they wanna stop the peace And keep the streets under lock and key And perpetuate fraud How they tryna regulate gods With the phony-a** featherweight laws? b**h, I educate squads You could play it while they glaze up In a car, while you gaze up At the stars or whatever though If you can't stop, I guess you better go And like I said before... It's better with no Geppetto though Ya-da-da!