Kool Keith - Acting Hard lyrics

[Kool Keith: voice lowered] Report to the Commi$$ion, yeah! The motherf**er's in the house Black mask... knahmsayin long coat... trench~! b**h rapper female rapper or male rapper I don't give a f** [vocal sample:] Far as gangsta rappers man I'm not feelin that It's hard for me to turn around and feel anybody that front like they a gangsta Y'know I y'know I put some unnecessary work out there From 69 all the way to 85 a little past that Y'knahmean so it be hard for some guy to come in the 80's Talkin 'bout he a gangsta, they all need to turn around and come together And quit actin like lil' ol' broads Act like lil' ol' broads and sh** like this here, and leave all this stuff alone If you gon' make music, y'know c'mon, bring it on home Y'know when a n***a turn around advocatin all that Y'know kinda sh** like they so hard and sh** It makes a real soldier know man that you nothin but a who*e [Keith: voice lowered] who*e, I got the Halloween streets I can deal with the toughy rought n***az, actin like they own these streets Spittin on gay producer tracks Everybody's fans all shrimp n***az, dress hard and act grimy But they rap on top of Vagisil cream beats I refuse to get on yo' sh** Pull my pants down, and sh** on whatever you spit I love the agony, you f**ed up! With the dragon B Tail fifteen feet long, f**in with dragon B Like Spot under the stairs, blowin fire at Herman Aunt Lily makin peach cobby Watch Dennis Roddy rebound over the green gobby Fryin people with Mazola corn oil is my hobby f** females rappin rugged with hair on they face Chicks need Cortizone 7 motherf**er you ain't fly But your stomach is sloppy, I'm in the streets catchin sales Out the a** they call me Shoppy McGroppy the best hip-hoppy f** your shoes and your socky, dinner table reserved Appointment to eat I cancel my order Pickin in your nose you wipin on it with the sk**et you f**in creep Ugly b**h with an elephant booty Thought she prolly knew me [vocal sample:] Far as gangsta rappers man I'm not feelin that It's hard for me to turn around and feel anybody that front like they a gangsta Y'know I y'know I put some unnecessary work out there From 69 all the way to 85 a little past that Y'knahmean so it be hard for some guy to come in the 80's Talkin 'bout he a gangsta, they all need to turn around and come together And quit actin like lil' ol' broads Act like lil' ol' broads and sh** like this here, and leave all this stuff alone If you gon' make music, y'know c'mon, bring it on home Y'know when a n***a turn around advocatin all that Y'know kinda sh** like they so hard and sh** It makes a real soldier know man that you nothin but a who*e [Keith: lowered] Spend the winter workin out with Milwaukee, let me call Bry-an Turn off the faucets, let me talk to your girl, with dry hands I'm more fascinatin than 600 live bands I don't want your Viper I'm searchin on the web over, Pontiac demands When you perform only I see three hands You make four to add to the collection, I ship rappers Ground transport, wrong place, here your zip code correction f** your selection... b*tch~!