[Kool Keith]
I'm known to fence ya with my black mask, MC's go to hell
[Noggin Nodders]
And I'm the obtuse, and acute guy
I'm known as Motion, Noggin Nodder
[Kool Keith]
My flow is so dark, I open coffins like I'm Dracula
[Noggin Nodders]
And I'm that kid who raps about, who what?
That guy, whatever
We pull the drawers off girls who (sly, we fly)
We washin gold and silver (sly, we fly)
We walk in clubs with sneakers (sly, we fly)
We look out windows and stare (sly, we fly)
We fly the planes ourselves (sly, we fly)
And if our records don't sell (sly, we fly)
[Kool Keith]
I put my MASK on, another night for the Phantom
I got the Halloween jack-o-latern
Yo ?, I know some kids funny Silly Putty PlayDoh
They wanna step to farms, and build a hay dough
I drag bodies on down the yellow brick road, like leprechauns
I come in comet killer mode
Yo grab your neck and your mail
with a WIC check, plus I inspect my roots
and walk in naked, with spirits and ouija board
I Shake-n-Bake it naked, like Betty Crocker
I use a black marker, I draw your face in a sketch
like a ARTISTE
Two broken arms from my shoulder have a piece
Yum yum, you know you welcome, come in dumb-dumb
Hey what's that smell down there? Look in the basement
Two eyes missin, next day, where your face went?
With Dolly Parton music playin in my pickup truck
My gold sandwich, a swigger liquor chewin duck
I got no taste, no salt, I need mayonnaise
I'm lookin at TV, lookin for good love, and some lovin
[Noggin Nodders]
We pull the drawers off girls who (sly, we fly)
We washin gold and silver (sly, we fly)
We walk in clubs with sneakers (sly, we fly)
We look out windows and stare (sly, we fly)
We fly the planes ourselves (sly, we fly)
And if our records don't sell (sly, we fly)
Deckin in chins, to knock a rapper, he's bawlin bro
Off in my Timbs, I makes an exit
I'm in love and it's a crying shame
And I know that you're the one to blame
Hey, hey -- set me free
Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me!
I can't do my homework and I can't see straight
I meet him every morning 'bout a half-past eight
I'm acting like a lovesick fool
You've even got me carrying his books to school
Hey, hey -- set me free
Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me!
You mixed me up but good right from the very start
Hey, go play Robin Hood with somebody else's heart
You've got me jumping like a crazy clown,
And I don't feature what you're putting down
Since I kissed his lovin' lips of wine,
The thing that bothers me is that I like it fine!
Hey, hey -- set me free
Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me!
You've got me jumping like a crazy clown,
And I don't feature what you're putting down
Since I kissed his lovin' lips of wine,
The thing that bothers me is that I like it fine!
Hey, hey -- set me free
Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me!
Hey, hey -- set me free
Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me!