Operation Extortion
Kool Keith
I'ma cancel all the studios, I'ma find you in New York You fucked it up for everybody When I see you I'ma punch you in your fuckin face You and that other faggot ass nigga that rap witchu I'ma catch you (?) Ensoniq or Platinum Factory I know you be in fuckin Chung King I'ma search around motherfuckin D&D [Kool Keith] Fuck you nigga, criticizin my shit, talkin behind my back Youse a weak nigga, don't speak nigga, face the trigger What you know about my shit? Why you reviewin it, why you ratin it? You fuckin hatin it Backpack ass nigga, how you figure? Fuck a cypher, I get live on your favorite ass corny ass niggaz I'm a survivor, no village ass shit Motherfuckers walkin around tryin to be Bob Marley and Lenny Kravitz That scarf shit around everybody's head is for faggots Get on stage I throw lettuce and cabbage You fuckin with bad habits Run up on you like 10 Puerto Ricans gettin out a fuckin Chevrolet I don't play, fuck your bodyguard Big Rae I chop your hands off and throw your fuckin fingers in the ashtray Dead-end, no backup, comin down to one-way Chorus: Kool Keith Operation.. extortion (4X) [Kool Keith] Why you curse so much nigga? Fuck you, duck you loadin this motherfuckin tec up, there's a lot of things I must do click up, shut the fuck up, bukka, bukka, bukka Fake-ass cast, counterfeit bitch-ass I'ma see how long that choreographer dance shit last Make you take the CD's out the shelf Come to your record release party, show you some shit and make you piss on yourself No guest list, I better get past this type of motherfucker to wait outside the club for your black dumb-asses, I'ma have a contest See which bitch-ass nigga get in they car the fastest Strongarm your bodyguards with armed freebase smokers in a stolen Dodge Pour gasoline down your shirt in the car garage Yo black burn this nigga Watch how Kentucky Fried I turn this nigga Watch you sizzle like a well done (?) Frank That's what you get for fuckin with Hank Give all your fuckin credit cards, niggaz with ski masks took your mink coats at Chemical Bank Visa America take this shit fill up the gas tank I told y'all I was gon' slap that motherfucker and baseball bat that motherfucker Your man with his bullshit mixtape ran out Hot 97 like a sucker I'ma send a crackhead that needs money bad at least to get one of you motherfuckers You owe me for damage I know a Dominican that's ready to stab your fuckin manager Catch a homicide and catch a Greyhound bus out to Canada Chorusblack power fuckin brooklyn Hip-Hop new york rips from the bong Sludge what pragmatic motherfuckers whip your cock out
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