Kool Keith - Running For Congress lyrics

[Kool Keith: slowed down] The Commi$$ioner The motherf**in Commi$$ioner Again~! I'm detrimental to your house like a restaurant With rat turds on the shelf from sacramental down to the delf n***az like y'all scared of the dark, I told you You won't close the door and grab a roll of sh** by yourself And blaze your a**hole with two logs of fire When you spit by yourself, no hiccups and belches Just grape juice from Welch's, the brand heat up On your a** like a horse you felt this Like the bump over your eye become a cyst Everybody in the vocal booth with a chain around they neck Watch on they arm is on my sh**list I send a gorilla to put his co*k up your a** You don't forget this Your favorite top MC carry my dick when I piss It's not the mic stand goin up your nose, it's the dris The public, the lesbians got to kiss [Chorus: Kool Keith - normal; or as normal as he gets] Super Don chron' Do what you want, f** it Super Don chron' Do what you want, fu*k IT! Super Don chron' Do what you want, fu*k IT~! [Kool Keith: slowed down] n***a I called this rhymin exercise The city think you're good, but I'ma sh** in your eyes Wipe my a** with your face I hope your fanbase don't be surprised when I shock ya ba*tard With my Sean John shirt, true we big as your girl's stomach That's me walkin around lookin like Puffy with a mohawk These guys comin with that bullsh** I'm in and out, back and forth, shut the f** up Close the door behind you make up your mind I don't wanna hear that no talk That cartoon sh** you spit that clogged the city of New York Yes man, hover when you pop a cork With a stage set that's top 16 written by Mindy & Mork Tennis racket n***az don't need to f** with this rap sport I'm closer than you think, bu*tcrack in the telescope Get your picture off the result MC's better practice they sh** cause I'm hella dope [Chorus]