Kiss My Ass lyrics
by Kool Keith
[Kool Keith]
Yeah, motherf*ckin Kool Keith
I'm doin this motherf*cker
I'mma get in this motherf*cker
I'm worser than chocolate Ex-Lax kid
I'll blow out your as*h*le
On some Mt. Helen volcano type sh*t
Dare your girl to try to act fly at the Nassau Coliseum concert
Defend your emotions when I attack
f*ck the words of the monkeys back and forth
Singers and rappers, I'm guaranteed like "5 Fingers of Death"
Reach in your stomach with the iron fist
You can't f*ck with the iron wrist
Cup-a-Soup noodle n*ggas
Talkin sh*t, you on my lyin list
Your makeup is Mac
Everybody against the wall, before I p*ss on your buttcrack
Plastic bast*rds
I cover your staff members with battery acid
Five people in one motherf*cker I'm drastic
Like a b*tch who do a fast kick
[Hook]
Kiss my ass n*gga (kiss my ass n*gga) {*repeat 3X*}
[Kool Keith]
You get meaner, with that bullsh*t you talk
Tie rappers up in the basement like preacher
Scrub your f*ckin forehead with brillo pads
Gasoline is my ammo
Wipe you motherf*ckers up with glass cleaner
Three bottles of Pine Sol, sh*t on your mixtape
I'll catch you at the mall
Lookin more fake whack-ass wigga
I used to sh*t on your babysitters
Shut the f*ck up, p*ss all over your transmitters
Motherf*ck a garbage-ass n*gga
Screamin over your music, f*ck YOU
New York makes you bitter, type of faggot ass n*gga
To sit in cat litter, everybody suck my di*k
Playin one or two n*ggas
Look in the mirror doc, I'm on your time clock
Always inkin a deal
Urinate on your paper when I sign dots
Your CD's up at Universal in a cardboard box
Stop f*ckin borin me
With overnight n*ggas, with no stories
Motherf*ckers gettin they first model b*tch
I'm on Simmons level, I sh*t on your Pave jewelry
From the Brightling to the Jacob to the Rolex
None of these Sesame Street Big Bird Oscar n*ggas can fool me
Been eatin chinese food, with Greg Nice
Can't stop the f*ckin hustle, my lyrics are Smooth B
[Hook]