| [00:00.73] | Heyo |
| [00:03.34] | Kool A.D., Kool A.D, best rapper in the world |
| [00:05.74] | Kool A.D., best rapper in the world |
| [00:07.31] | Yo yo yo yo yo |
| [00:08.46] | |
| [00:09.19] | Hey yo, you, um, ever notice how I'm the best rapper and not you? |
| [00:12.53] | Cuz watch, kick the kid a little knock and I got you |
| [00:15.15] | All y'all can suck my ass, ******, and **** too |
| [00:18.18] | Backseat rappin' ass fools eat sausages yo |
| [00:21.31] | Who da best? |
| [00:22.25] | Pac, Nas and Big ain't no best |
| [00:24.34] | I think that's what made no sense (that's right) |
| [00:26.74] | I think I'm Mack Maine mackin' on dames |
| [00:29.04] | In Dame Dash's art gallery, I rock for art salaries |
| [00:32.70] | But really I'm only on the clock for heart's actually |
| [00:35.63] | My darts recharge batteries, a large and smart family |
| [00:38.34] | My Socrates philosophies be starrin' in Marvin biographies |
| [00:42.00] | Your optometry couldn't see how my phonics be |
| [00:44.72] | Shout to Trackademicks |
| [00:45.66] | Phrenology could not ******yze my biology |
| [00:48.58] | I scandalize sonically |
| [00:50.36] | I vandalize prophecies that cannibalize sophistries of yesteryear |
| [00:55.17] | And make all of those fallacies extra-clear |
| [00:57.99] | And if you don't agree it, sit it out and give it an extra year |
| [01:01.33] | Come back to it, see how I hold up |
| [01:03.94] | My dumb rap is stupid but see how I fold bucks |
| [01:06.97] | It's gun-clap music but I use it to get some gold ducats |
| [01:11.47] | Some laugh, true, but I prove it in the cold hustle |
| [01:14.81] | My Cuban art is provin' the human heart is a cold, cold muscle |
| [01:19.93] | My flow free, like a corpuscle, look it up (look it up) |
| [01:23.69] | When your street feet fail then book it up |
| [01:26.62] | Street meat stale then cook it up |
| [01:28.39] | Whether snow, sleet, hail or whatever the weather |
| [01:31.63] | You better know me, player |
| [01:33.30] | I'm the mayor, make it reign, blood |
| [01:34.98] | Like Slayer |
| [01:36.13] | Insane game blood, Like blayards |
| [01:38.95] | Ain't nobody play it like me, cuz |
| [01:41.87] | See cuz, my ****** cuz? That's wholesale |
| [01:45.43] | Y'all tree retail |
| [01:47.41] | Me I blow jars 'til I see trails |
| [01:50.34] | More bars than like 3 jails |
| [01:52.32] | Including but not limited to cars and females |
| [01:55.87] | Show me anybody who can go three quarters as hard |
| [01:58.90] | As my only sorta hard bars, I'll probably go "nah" |
| [02:01.83] | You couldn't afford ****** as large |
| [02:04.02] | I'm too Bay yo, like Charles in Charge (get it?) |
| [02:07.47] | That's Scott |
| [02:09.14] | You made a little rap track and sat back and thought that's hot? |
| [02:13.01] | Well, that's not |
| [02:13.85] | You must have been off the crack rock |
| [02:15.83] | I'm hot like the block that cops often call the crack spot |
| [02:19.07] | You like the opposite of hard, like "that's soft" |
| [02:22.52] | Dewey Cox lookin' ass dudes on catwalks |
| [02:25.44] | Meanwhile the god chillin' like Bob Dylan |
| [02:28.27] | Freedom is an odd feeling, but I'm not trippin' |
| [02:31.92] | Wheelin' and mobbin', weavin' and bobbin', stealin' and robbin' |
| [02:35.06] | Obviously, you can see that I'm a problem and that's beyond solvin' |
| [02:40.49] | So keep on walking, like Dionne War-wick |
| [02:43.73] | I pee on a peon, 'til he want forfeit |
| [02:47.18] | I'll V on more ******t than your clique be on |
| [02:51.04] | Your clique is beyond horse******t |
| [02:53.24] | I'm free, y'all force it |
| [02:54.28] | If I had the time, might teach y'all courses |
| [02:57.11] | Told you I'm a lime to a lemon, you're a peach like more than twice |
| [03:00.97] | Your style ain't even sorta nice |
| [03:02.85] | I don't condone or endorse it |
| [03:05.67] | Y'all ain't bout nothing like Jerry and George, quit |
| [03:08.60] | You know like the show, Sein-flield? |
| [03:11.42] | Michael Richards make my ******' eyes bleed |
| [03:14.24] | Thanks to Mike Finito for making this beat |
| [03:16.96] | I asked you send heat, and you sent like 14, like 2 years ago |
| [03:20.62] | And all of them still slap |
| [03:22.29] | Every time I hear 'em I just wanna write real raps |
| [03:25.00] | You know, like tell 'em how you feel raps |
| [03:27.41] | Kill, kill, kill raps, Ill raps |
| [03:29.50] | Nah, nah |
| [03:31.27] | What the ****** he too trill raps |
| [03:33.05] | Your boy try to take a sip off the swill and he spill raps |
| [03:36.50] | Type to get jacked like Jill on a hill raps |
| [03:39.42] | Hillman graduate caps on the sill raps |
| [03:42.04] | Kick out the Jazz like Uncle Phil raps |
| [03:44.33] | Hungry like he never ate a meal raps |
| [03:46.01] | Sweatin' like he never popped a pill raps |
| [03:47.99] | Stop and chill raps, guys you got to feel that |
| [03:51.44] | If you don't, then ****** you |
| [03:53.32] | Fly like the paper I'm stuck to |
| [03:55.83] | I'm making it, believe it and trust, dude |
| [03:58.02] | My quantity is proof, my quality is classy |
| [04:00.53] | Positivity's cute, but negativity's sassy, you know |
| [04:07.01] | Picture my mulatto ass rolling, Degrassi |