[Kool Keith]
There's more whack sh** than a little bit
Motherf**in football players tryin to rhyme
Basketball n***as, f** the rap game, don't waste your time
Stay off the court, get off the f**in football field
My rap sh** is real
ABC News got you ga**ed up
f**ed up from the mouth up
Put your a**ets, Bentleys and houses
Take off your jerseys, grab the mics
Shut the f** up, flow for flow
Show for show, b**h go for go
Them everyday motherf**ers you listen to
Won't help you when motherf**ers rippin you
From a**crack to ankles, when I'm dissin you
Hold the toilet bowl I'm pissin too
Make your white Persia rugs turn yellow, HELLOOOOOOO~!
You f**ed up with a commercial-a** n***a, soft as Jello
You motherf**ers head back to jazz, somethin more mellow
sh** on your telephones and change your zip code zones
Reptile alien motherf**ers
Gorillas comin toward me, I sh** on you clones
And defecate twice in your ice cream cones
Let a Mexican tell you, "Why did you try to embara** yourself
And rap against, Kool Keith homes?"
Take your basketballs and stick it up your a**
Take your footballs and stick it up yo' a**
I'll battle 27 teams, all the way to New York for 5 hours first cla**
Give your whack-a** friends an enema
Your girlfriends witness my sh**, with a buddy pa**
I concentrate, break down motherf**ers fast
G-string n***as, cover your a**, dumb-a** b**hes be quiet
"My boyfriend's all that! He's 245 pounds worth of muscle
He can rap fast," happy new year b*tch, kiss my ASS
You know the kid, I'm Bill BLASS
f** around, you ride the GAS
All you motherf**ers comin out here for the awards 'n sh**
f**ing go back home