Kool Keith - Fly Ass n******g lyrics

[Kool Keith:] Dark voice, space choice T-Mobile text vexed and you think you're in a competitive mode Who's the wussy they can't be fly droppin a verse with a dirty p**y Diaper show off your designer chains f**in up my cypher Retarded a** rap slash diva Run around with a f**ed up weave attachment hoe handcuffer I don't know why that stupid n***a like ya Step back you f**in werewolf out of London, before I bite you BBQ rib hounder f** it you splash out that quarter pounder The official rappin music co-founder since Ralph Hooper And his pops ran the Apollo with the United Negro Fund The richest n***a in the world, y'all can't f** with the franchise Imagine your local bullsh** burger spot goin against Ronald McDonald Italy can't stop the three billion servings I'ma make Brandy hoes move they porkchops [Chorus: unknown guest rapper] Be a fly a** n***az And runnin around the city lookin at you b**h-a** n***az Tryin to play high post, wit'cha little kitty-a** withers Knahmsayin? ... Fly a** ni**a~! [Kool Keith:] Broke n***az worryin about how fast you can rap Spit at quick speed with techniques that's sharp Complex comprehension I'd rather see some tits Turn your computers off and get off that gay sh** MySpace, Clayface claymation n***a E-mail message abusers sh** f*g energy users Livin in a f**ed up town so boring drink fo' kegs Before you talk about me with them ugly b**hes teasin you in Hooters Y'all get the critic booters, website looters You f**in raccooners, you can't stop the ba** boomers [unknown guest rapper:] It be the motherf**in Commi$$ion to all you whack-a** rap n***az Out here sellin that fake-a** rap music to you little f**in kiddies What the f** is goin out here with that rap sh**? Y'all need to get smacked, knahmsayin???? Runnin around, with the big Commi$$ioner, ain't playin no games Stomp all y'all out, in this rap game Fly a** n***az!