Operation Extortion lyrics

I'ma cancel all the studios, I'mma find you in New York
You f*cked it up for everybody
When I see you I'mma punch you in your f*ckin face
You and that other faggot ass n*gga that rap witchu
I'mma catch you (?) Ensoniq or Platinum Factory
I know you be in f*ckin Chung King
I'mma search around motherf*ckin D&D

[Kool Keith]
f*ck you n*gga, criticizin my sh*t, talkin behind my back
Youse a weak n*gga, don't speak n*gga, face the trigger
What you know about my sh*t?
Why you reviewin it, why you ratin it? You f*ckin hatin it
Backpack ass n*gga, how you figure?
f*ck a cypher, I get live on your favorite ass corny ass n*ggas
I'm a survivor, no village ass sh*t
Motherf*ckers walkin around tryin to be Bob Marley and Lenny Kravitz
That scarf sh*t around everybody's head is for faggots
Get on stage I throw lettuce and cabbage
You f*ckin with bad habits
Run up on you like 10 Puerto Ricans gettin out a f*ckin Chevrolet
I don't play, f*ck your bodyguard Big Rae
I chop your hands off and throw your f*ckin fingers in the ashtray
Dead-end, no backup, comin down to one-way

Chorus: Kool Keith
Operation.. extortion (4X)

[Kool Keith]
Why you curse so much n*gga? f*ck you, duck you
Loadin this motherf*ckin tec up, there's a lot of things I must do
Click up, shut the f*ck up, bukka, bukka, bukka
Fake-ass cast, counterfeit b*tch-ass
I'mma see how long that choreographer dance sh*t last
Make you take the CD's out the shelf
Come to your record release party, show you some sh*t
And make you p*ss on yourself
No guest list, I better get past this
Type of motherf*cker to wait outside the club
For your black dumb-asses, I'mma have a contest
See which b*tch-ass n*gga get in they car the fastest
Strongarm your bodyguards with armed freebase smokers in a stolen Dodge
Pour gasoline down your shirt in the car garage
Yo black burn this n*gga
Watch how Kentucky Fried I turn this n*gga
Watch you sizzle like a well done Nathan's Frank
That's what you get for f*ckin with Hank
Give all your f*ckin credit cards, n*ggas with ski masks
Took your mink coats at Chemical Bank
Visa America take this sh*t fill up the gas tank
I told y'all I was gon' slap that motherf*cker
And baseball bat that motherf*cker
Your man with his bullsh*t mixtape ran out Hot 97 like a sucker
I'mma send a crackhead that needs money bad
At least to get one of you motherf*ckers
You owe me for damage
I know a Dominican that's ready to stab your f*ckin manager
Catch a homicide and catch a Greyhound bus out to Canada
Chorus