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[Kool Keith] They try to say California is plastic I think New York got the most plastic niggaz too Fuck all you niggaz comin out to the Soul Train Awards with them pop ass headsets - around your ears like Britney Spears That`s some old Bobby Brown and New Edition shit That`s some old REAL Michael Jackson shit I`m comin with Crazy Vic Let me hear you tryin to copy my shit
Fuck the impact eventually cause there`s a lot of corny niggaz performin out there Fat stomachs, make-up and eye glare What the fuck do I care? Niggaz with they ass out Groupies in cheap motels tryin to fuck and crash out Motherfuckers ain`t networkin Strippers checkin in - motherfuckers on motorcycles Pickup trucks with license plates on `em Bringin mad shit from down South Big after-parties I`ma turn my phone off I don`t wanna shake hands, meet no-fuckin-body, arrogant bastard No commercial shit, break your neck, suck my dick in the world Fuck the critics everything I make is a hit Fuck you applehead motherfuckers tryin to make some old carribean mixed with that Trinity keyboard shit Hip-Hop shit, that`s some old Broadway musical shit I don`t even listen to that cartoon shit Tell your A&R and his wife to get out my fuckin life
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*} 27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*} 27 shots! {*BLAM*}
Shut up; listen to my shit cause yo` cassette single is gay Writin that bullshit I hear on the radio by these homo niggaz everyday Butter soft sissy shit I got the real tell it like it is pissy shit Yo` shit is some fake-ass gorilla code shit White suits mansion yachts scared-ass nigga Doin videos buyin models on some boat shit I tell you straight G I can`t fuck with it Girls still messin with you; your shit is wack Any bitch in they right mind shouldn`t have sex wit you Rusty nigga that don`t use soap I fuck around, and piss all over your leather faggot-ass trenchcoat Don`t ever act hardcore Youse a suburban nigga, you get serviced nigga You never even been in a fuckin street fight Look at your old photo album pictures - youse a bunch of hype Kiss my ass, nobody picked up the fuckin mic Untalented bitch like you some wild ass inner-city kid from the projects - who`s next?
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*} 27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*} 27 shots! {*BLAM*}
Then I really disrespect all production out there That bullshit niggaz programmin, fuck Johnny Hammond Sonny Stitch, that shit ain`t gettin you rich Just a packed crowd, low bitches, a bunch of fuckin dicks I`d rather see some ass, a nice club with a fat ass And all you motherfuckers actin like you Jamaican American to the core, copyin that shit on tour Y`all niggaz be against speakers with your ears sore Stank ass boots with no socks on, fuckin up the dancefloor Since when you ate codfish and meat patties? I got cousins with jheri curls in caddies
27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*} 27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*} 27 shots! {*BLAM BLAM BLAM*}
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