Lyrics




[Kool Keith]
Yeah!
There's a lot of people
They can't go outside
They can't walk nowhere
They can't hang nowhere
All they got to do is ride around with tinted windows
And get somewhere and hide
This is Kool Keith y'all, I'm tellin you the truth
See I know your type, you talk out your ass
A wannabe gangsta mad
The voodoo heavy on you, but your karma's bad
I'm not surprised
NBC News, oh shit! He got killed last night
Ex-corted by the bodyguards
Even with police around him, he got his cap peeled last night
Fans in shock like they didn't know
A white girl from Boston set him up at the show
A Spanish kid walked up to him with a t-shirt
From the projects that said RSO, I'll say yo
The FBI retreated, three Desert Eagles
And a sawed-off double barrel
I'm watchin MTV with the popcorn
The commercials are off, now the pop is on
[Chorus 3X: Kool Keith]
The voodoo's on that dude
The whack comedian that ate the wrong food
[Kool Keith]
People can't believe it
The record company's gonna sell 20 million now
Heavy promotion, 20 zillion now
The crap table spendin
Somebody was playin slick on his format with a funny game of poker
The realer came in a gray Benz
The pink one walked in the tour bus, when they got to Gotham City
Mr. Freeze was out in the Bellagio in Vegas
They didn't care what the entourages was comin
They want the Joker, the Mad Hatter
Is waitin on the deck for him, like a Red Sox batter
With Rodriguez in the bullpen, my African witchcraft is tight
What's scary I don't write with a dull pen
Like some guy suckin the cock like a John Lennon fan
With a cough drop, who spits semen up from the cocks
Like they walkin up Bronx blocks
[Chorus]
[Kool Keith]
Comin through the speakers with no heat
Like you grew up so bad, name a tough street
I hate suburban guys who think they urban
Coffee and donuts, the only thing they servin
From a cartoon bedroom, man close your Incredibles curtain
Funny guys that wanna look at a man is certain
They pay to see a large condom workin
With voodoo all over you, Huggies around your feathers
Don't come to me with doo doo all over you
Seven trials surround you, you have Zulu all over you
[Chorus] - 2X



Writer(s): Thornton Keith Mathew


Kool Keith - Lost Masters Collection
Album Lost Masters Collection
date of release
04-08-2009

1   Tess Shit
2   Baby Baby
3   You Can't Go Outside
4   Robert Perry
5   Freaks
6   Girls Want You
7   New York City
8   Shit Expands
9   Cleavage
10   Girl You Know
11   Telephone Girlfriend
12   Everybody Playin Here
13   Taking Pictures
14   Gina Called
15   Same Sound
16   Trying To Talk To You
17   Move
18   Women Turn on Your T.V.
19   She Likes Your Sex
20   Varoom
21   Can't Fuck Wit This
22   The VooDoo
23   Feel About You
24   Kiss My Ass
25   Two Steps
26   Star Struck
27   No Stress
28   Tell em Bitch
29   I Want You To Be
30   14th Song On The Album
31   Think You're Sexy
32   Iraqi Verse
33   Keep On Jumpin'
34   Dark Thought (outro)
35   I'm Nice
36   Dance for You
37   Real Gold
38   Laid Back In the Sun
39   I Am Computer
40   Botswana
41   California Fly
42   Dunk On Them
43   No Sucker
44   Magician
45   Space Center
46   Motel 6 Super 8
47   Your Phone
48   Maxithong
49   Tell Them How
50   Future Galaxy




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