Maxi Curls Lyrics - Black Elvis / Lost In Space - Kool Keith

[Chorus: cool Keith ] 

I see maxi curls (Yeah! ...) 

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[Kool Keith] 

I got skill you're on my tip now back off 

Slack off let me do this and y'all turn the wack off 

The radio stereo here we go flow and blow 

Puerto Rico Southside Latin you're feed pattern 

Black people mingle white people buy my single 

Bingo bangle let go my steel Eggo 

Throwin rhymes in spirals like Joe Klecko 

Miami Dolphin, now shut up, close your mouth and 

you be hatin debatin, regurgitatin 

Ratin latent, and perpetratin 

My album's love mics, tough like dirt bikes 

You get frantic, New York City, run and panic 

California, I switch up, boogie on ya 

Like Don Cornelius, on SOULLLLLLLLLLL TRAIN! 

And heads I clip off, in rap leave a bloodstain 

A bigger pain, you would need novacaine 

Bite off Rakim, you copy Big Daddy Kane 

You know my steelo, I rhyme against a million people 

who think they equal, disguisin as Jamaican people 

Fakin, funkin, you're pedigree, your beat is sunk in 

Tonka toy of little boy, steppin down to Roy 

I'm no joke, I rap for cash and you're buyin a coat 

Bronx bomber, superb on the freak momma 

Stinkin movin, my whole crew is comin through 

Yeah.. 

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[Kool Keith] 

Bout it bout it, like Master P, makin money G 

No time for promos, get paid when I MC 

You know my feeling, I'm dealing, with tracks so real and 

radio blackout, your format, is not appealin 

R&B can step up, but can't compare to me 

You oughta know -- how, I, feel 

That's wack, with bookbags, packed on your back 

Video bop, my skin is black BET 

Program your channels, your grandkids want to see me 

Freakin status, freakin styles, freakin flows 

Freakin foes, freakin lyrics, freakin spirits 

I make a def person hear it 

Duplicate you demonstrate, what I used to make 

Remakes I watch, your crew'll imitate 

Motivate still skills to pay bills 

Creative sauce, watch out, I'm your boss 

On Panasonic like Steve, style bionic 

You get to workin, your head bop, you not jerkin 

You be out lurkin for danger, in my Ranger 

You think I'm bugged man? With Catwoman, like a stranger 

Packed with speed, supersonic level Reed 

Steelo jets and Bill Blass like rockets 

In your pockets, damagin your brain sockets 

Yeahhhhh? 

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[Kool Keith] 

Like Mobile, settin up shop in Alabama 

For proper grammar, my style Arm & Hammer 

Strong computer, underground like Roto Rooter 

Fools critics they mimic, copy, sloppy 

MC's get hurt, you blockhead, try to stop me 

Digital thinkin, you're blinkin, career sinkin 

Old like Mod Squad, you rap like Lincoln 

Sideburns turned, you catchin ringworm 

A heavy virus, worser than, hepatitis 

Schizophrenic like ten people out the clinic 

Yankee Stadium uptown, you can't win the pennant 

I do construction, you pack up your whole production 

Your lips are ready, your girl has a nice suction 

Pack her bags pack her bags pack her bags right 

Pack her bags pack her bags pack her bags left 

Your style is A, be , see-D 

E-F, G-H, I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P, Q-are-S 

Don't test, I taught you how to get your deals 

You put my style on your reels 

You went uptown, claimin my sound 

Get back, stay down 

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[Kool Keith] 

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