Catchin' Bodies Lyrics - Singles - Ultramagnetic Mc's

[Kool Keith] 

I come raw, wrecko, heavy on my tip-o 

Jumpin on the floor when you're hoppin on my D.O. 

Rappers know my game when I come in with the flame 

Fire, burnin, the technique of turnin 

From here to California to the edge of Mount Vernon 

I gets nice like Phil Rizzuto 

From the money store, can you take me on tour? 

You know my style like George, HEY STEINBRENNER 

I'm not losin of course, I'm a mind winner 

I work sweat, they wet, they stole bras 

And leave they funky panties in they girlfriend's cars 

You know my secret I rap, no type of singer 

R&B pop group, dizzy rock swinger 

I get ill like Bill and do it Cartwright 

Flaunt the flick and scare it's like fright night 

Yeah, I needed tokens for the train 

Standin on the platform, pokin in your brain 

While you try to be down, who you wanna be clown? 

I'm not the kid with the burgers, Ronald McDonald 

Or Mr. Drummond so mad, punishin Arnold 

I shoot a rhyme that score like Pete Marovich 

Down in Houston like Rudy Tomjanovich 

I jump quick and fly just like a rocket 

Tappin on your dome like a bell when I knock it 

I get hits like Joe, D-DiMaggio 

Playin rappers out like a little toy Casio 

Now the kid on the screen with whack soundtracks 

I stick right in they butt like metal thumbtacks 

Down like doormen, Lakers guardin Nixon 

While this style, EMI mold mixin 

I keep stamina champ, when I rock 

So back off kid, I'm catchin bodies