Kool A.D. - Anything lyrics

[Intro: Heems] All tan everything, shout out to tanlines All tan khaki king, last white mogul All you see is rupees when you Google Rubies in his doodoo Emeralds in his turban Nervous, swervin' in the Suburban in Durban All tan mans, they tangent to Tanzania With a Mia Farrow looking sparrow to help me re-up [Verse 1: kechPhrase] Yo, when the microphone is on Feeling like Corleone or a Young Al Capone Word is born, instant relief like cortisone shots I'm hot, like when I pa** that dutch You cats can't touch I dance up on tracks you strut like what What you really tryna prove? Kech on the grove rock steady like the crew but I'm new And if you tryna jack my style I'm versatile Leave you up in Exile like that homeboy Blu Chosen few, fuse on the track like glue I've got, a remedy for all you enemies I see, you tryna creep on the scene like centipedes but Ayo, I spray lines and exterminate ya These impersonators, got my flow down, so down so verbatim So I change it up, lyrical Pica**o from Chicago Painting pictures everyday, que paso Como estas yo esta en la casa Hago la raza, you ain't en mi clasa And I make good music like Sa-Ra It's kechPhrase on the track no escape now Ch-Chick blowww, move from the gate now I'm telling every single emcee to stay down Hilary Duff sounding cats saying Hey Now! [Verse 2: Kool A.D.] Dum shiny sweet exercise, electric slide Choreographical, spectatical Spectacle, hectical, African aspects Trans Atlantic affects Foreign accents, a**onance Appreciate how my supreme alphabet appreciate Heh, like they say wine do I f**s with this record you should play mine too Kool A.D., toasting off promotional clips Beautiful like the sky and the ocean and sh** Roller coasting in whips, Hunter's Point Alameda West Oakland and sh** Subtractive schooling Brain drain, brang dang dang dang Game so hang mayne, brain go bang bang Yeah, anything tho thang thang Yeah, anything tho thang thang tho thang thang [Verse 3: Big Baby Gandhi] Baby, feel me? f**in' Gandhi Redman, Method Man Wu-Tang Clan, Duran Duran Jackie Chan, you don't want no trouble Lupe Fiasco but I'm not an a**hole Ayo look mom, they gonna give me grammy The immigrant father, I get it from my family Michael Jordan, I took shots in space Michael Jackson, I lost my face A m**m man, got cops in my place Even though I'm Rick Ross no rocks in my case Paul Bunyan got the ox by the waist Tell the guap by the taste Ali, yeah I'm the greatest R. Kelly, I'm the world's greatest Gandhi got love for my neighbors Big Baby I'm ghost like vapors [Verse 4: Epic of BBU] Speak now or forever hold your Jesus piece When heathens speak peace while preachers preach them propaganda Life without standards is not what we after Children not of rapture who roll blunts faster Than we can read a chapter, often chose the latter Whiskey on the brain putting water on the platter ? and food stamps can make a perfect platter So working 9 to 5 tomorrow really doesn't matter Pimp the system stupid, black and born to use it Ain't scared of d**h so I'm barely tryna prove it Emotions sound like Basement Jaxx, I bleed Etta James Whitney taught me about fame not c**aine d**h by ? train, wrote this for Soul Train That'll hold you down in heaven and take it as home mayne Rest in peace, the world is a piece of sh** I know, cause I'm a piece of it but I can't find no peace in it So I treat it like a lease and dip With two chains on while I'm riding round getting it Get it? Cause I'm riding round getting it Ahaaaahhhh, yeah