Robert Perry Lyrics - The Lost Masters - Kool Keith

Robert Perry (Robert Perry) 

Bronx! (Bronx!) Manhattan (Manhattan) Queens (Queens) 

Staten Island (Staten Island) Brooklyn! (Brooklyn!) 

Across the George Washington Bridge from New Jersey (Jersey) 

You know about the Robert Perry (Robert Perry) 

A.K.A., the Double K 

Man get off my back 

Y'all sound whack like the, Brown Sugar, soundtrack 

You know the office decomposer 

Commercial cleaner, garbage disposer 

Hang my underwear in New York on top of your Times Square poster 

Pullin your snipes down 

Sample you, and your girl bring the Vaseline lotion 

Babywipes down, nobody can handle me 

Overcrowd 20th to 50th Street 

The top ten rappers in the Big Apple work janitor 

Clean my defecation off the concrete 

My pee stains shock your family, piss on your man's hand 

While your girl make the beats 

Y'all nothin but packs of candy and sweets 

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125Th Street (125th Street) 

125Th Street, Robert Perry (Robert Perry) 

The national dominator, urinate on your best hater 

The mad people love the vanilla flavor 

Take your rap unserious like your movie roles 

Don't smile when the Doberman Pinscher 

Finishes bad work on your sneaker soles, all V.I.P. material 

Don't play me, to hype your lyrics 

Tear you a new ass, go pay Jay-Z to write your lyrics 

Send your girl to dance out of state on spirit 

Don't get jealous cause the Avirex DJ usually act like he don't hear it 

(I don't hear it) A lot of guys at the station can't play they mother's record 

Let alone, their little brother's record 

New York is Hollywood, downtown Manhattan is Los Angeles 

The truth hurts, everybody in America is sportin them shirts 

125Th Street (125th Street) 

125Th Street, Robert Perry (Robert Perry) 

125Th Street (125th Street) 

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Y'all still sportin them jerseys, I got Tom laundry gear 

Man bring the Stoli's Vanilla over here, girls floss the beer bellies 

It ain't sexy drinkin beer 

Talk under the Cerwin Vegas 

I'ma act like I can't understand your rap, man it's too loud 

Foes are whack, I can't hear, watch the cops escort you out the club 

Enjoy yourself, man you scared 

Ain't nobody thinkin about you let your shoulders rub 

Youse a paranoid studio killer 

Stayin home by the fireplace and drinkin Miller 

Women with fat ugly men sayin, Girl he is fine 

Lookin at his fake jewelry shine 

125Th Street, yeah 

125Th Street (125th Street) 

125Th Street, Robert Perry (Robert Perry) 

125Th Street, (125th Street) 

Yeah you'll see me walkin down, 125th Street