Songtext:
[Kool Keith] Folienbeschriftungen Leichlingen I know the game bro, I count the same dough P.I. style, gators with the Kangol I move on the floor, hit the towel, same flow 60 minutes on stage, spectacular show Kurt on the turns, edged up with sideburns We do the thing right, we do the thing tight The press is there, we get you out the spotlight You think you hot right, over like Cartwright You can't even rhyme, I leave you when you start to write Cash and run, yo cash in son How you gon' take me, I heard of you vaguely Strictly the master, you can't game me
[Chorus: Kool Keith - repeat 2X] We sport the Kangols with the flyest clothes "The legendary, the metaphor king with metaphor swing" Collect our checks and take the girls home "You know you rappers are lame, full time I'm runnin the game"
[Kool Keith] Momentum I get 'em I spit 'em with venom My cadences hit 'em, like his girl babysit him You know the facts, clone stage put your acts on Gas up, you pump up, with the Exxon Girls get wet, spin around, break your neck Like Crazy Legs, Adidas suits start to break and sweat Come out retirement, fools come and place your bet You just a gay non-kitten that I gotta pet (MEOW!) I'm climbin up, role call, I ain't finished yet Speed is hype feed, offbeat you regret Catch the breeze, stop and ease Stop it please, now you phony kid you tryin to jet
[Chorus]
[Kool Keith] I set up roadblock, rock 'em sock 'em like a robot Women touch theyself, grab they parts for delf Man you stay on the shelf, can a man flow? Can a man go, right at the place At nighttime, watch me glow, get on the field Quarterback, watch me throw, watch me flow Turn around, put up your names up, fire and flames up Come and you came up, change the game up Talk and walk, talk and hawk Jock me now, jock me later, your DJ slide Kicked his mix down to the fader Voicemail, hit your man on his pager
