Kiss My Ass

Yeah, motherfuckin Kool Keith
 I'm doin this motherfucker
 I'ma get in this motherfucker
 I'm worser than chocolate Ex-Lax kid
 I'll blow out your asshole
 On some Mt. Helen volcano type shit
 Dare your girl to try to act fly at the Nassau Coliseum concert
 Defend your emotions when I attack
 Fuck 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 fuck with the iron wrist
 Cup of soup noodle niggaz
 Talkin shit, you on my lyin list
 Your makeup is Mac
 Everybody against the wall, before I piss on your buttcrack
 Plastic bastards
 I cover your staff members with battery acid
 Five people in one motherfucker I'm drastic
 Like a bitch who do a fast kick
 Kiss my ass nigga (kiss my ass nigga) {*repeat 3X*}
 You get meaner, with that bullshit you talk
 Tie rappers up in the basement like preacher
 Scrub your fuckin forehead with brillo pads
 Gasoline is my ammo
 Wipe you motherfuckers up with glass cleaner
 Three bottles of Pine Sol, shit on your mixtape
 I'll catch you at the mall
 Lookin more fake whack-ass wigga
 I used to shit on your babysitters
 Shut the fuck up, piss all over your transmitters
 Motherfuck a garbage-ass nigga
 Screamin over your music, FUCK YOU
 New York makes you bitter, type of faggot ass nigga
 To sit in cat litter, everybody suck my dick
 Playin one or two niggaz
 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 fuckin borin me
 With overnight niggaz, with no stories
 Motherfuckers gettin they first model bitch
 I'm on Simmons level, I shit on your Pave jewelry
 From the Brightling to the Jacob to the Rolex
 None of these Sesame Street Big Bird Oscar niggaz can fool me
 Been eatin chinese food, with Greg Nice
 Can't stop the fuckin hustle, my lyrics are Smooth B