Kool Keith - Seattle Tacoma lyrics

[Kool Keith:] Yeah Tacoma Seattle police Had to come get my bags right in front of Hooters The whole restaurant watchin But I'm here I will find my prey International, or domestic The underground is on level E Most rappers rap on level B That's considered G.O. proposition Freestyle competition You win a Volkswagen on MTV hosted by D.D. Diamonds spilled around the bars, Parve on the Magnum Pee-pee the request by NBC The cheese caviar for the dancers, the high-end romancers Turn off their tracks Octapawn is gone, 39.99 Motel on the highway, the "Thong Song" With Christinie drinkin a martini You say it's that Millie crochet'n with the yarn The false don, and a herb, that's right I'm Agron, a.k.a. The Fonz Bounce with gator sneaks, handsome good C-notes, the bomb And vogue 'em out, take 'em to dinner like Don Shawn know who I am, serve me Grey Poupon Flavor extra-bration Mess around you catch a laceration The voodoo come Hatian the top which he popped maker You the lagoon faker, I might sign again with a major Panties gotta be sweet, they can't come in fishy flavors Everybody's gettin big Mom give me more potatoes Jump out and train at the gym with an El Ness brim In the Phantom with the original fantastic Orangemen on my side That look like rocks, chicks say he's with Ben Grimm Ex p**n star Three bottles on ice, look fox he got the rocks See with the cinnamon, salmon cakes relaxed I cook on top of your ca**ette tapes With Denny's chocolate I'll force you off the highway for two spicy chicken tins And two milkshakes Amino acids can't cover your lip then milk weights Six pounds, I'll face your anorexia Hollywood phony legs You better buy Tony's legs I'm out to bang, two hammers in your Dell Find you upsidedown in China like David s**o in a Honda XL Non-stable crab lice Get your face changed, movin in different hotels I guarantee liars'll see "Fright Night" You cats cover your calves Comin around with dogs, the gun'll bite