Kool Keith Housing Things Lyrics - Ultramagnetic Mc's

Well, I'm sonically, high bionically 

For you dummies, ironically stupid 

What are you, Cupid? 

You steal my rhymes and then you loop it 

Wrong, back this way 

Follow me now, head this way into this 

While I rap on through this for many germs 

Who never knew this switches, upside down 

Turn around, look in the mirror 

You rap catchers are makin' a error 

Every inning, I'm back to the dugout 

You on the field, I'm ready to bug out 

Like a manager, smackin' up your team 

Male or female, ducks who dream of takin' me 

On the mic and makin' me rack up 

MC's I stack up foreign precinct rappers need to back up 

Quickly, I'ma rip your brain off 

Throw it down so the blood can drain off 

My hands, while I wave to a fan 

I'm Kool Keith, not a Bill or a Dan 

But a General, equal to a mineral 

Pushin' a crowd, to keep on dancin' 

I'm Housing Things 

{Moe Love cuts up Kool Keith} 

Now I'm back, to continue my verses 

I'm never screamin' loud with any curses 

Roughly, that a child can learn 

I teach kids, and ducks that burn 

With a flamethrower, and how do you show a 

A grass rapper, cut him with a lawnmower 

Twice, into golden wheat 

Ground the rest into moldin' meat 

And cook 'em, 'til they all well done 

They not ready, they don't smell done 

Like fish, it ain't my favorite dish 

I grab a steak and to battle, I wish 

A Coke MC or Pepsi, I'll sip up 

Drop your face and bring the other lip up 

Watch, while I stun and amaze you 

Kick out lyrics that truly'll daze you 

I'm your boss, the one that pays you 

Nine to five, all ducks are hired 

And when I come MC's are fired 

No pay, no way today 

You're an employer with nothin' to say 

But I can say, one thing for sure 

I'm Housing Things 

{Moe Love cuts up Kool Keith} 

I think it's pitiful, that you had taunted me 

Your girl sulkin', she wanted me first 

Before you was thought about 

Back in the days, when I taught about 

Science, the real construction 

No other solo team or production 

Did that, or got with that 

I play brain ball usin' a bat 

To your skull, smack it out the park 

I rhyme bright, and you're in the dark 

With shadows, hallucinating battles 

To compel, the capital K, as in Kool 

Combined in Keith 

Rap metal is terminal chief 

And joy, squashin' the beef 

On time, and my mic will stay on 

For any roach or germ who wanna pray on 

A weakness, but my uniqueness 

Has a way to show that I'm slicker 

Creating rhymes, you have to be, quicker 

And versatile on the microphone 

I'm Kool Keith 

Cold Housing Things 

And I'd like to say whassup to my man, Father Mashon 

And also my brother Kevvy Kev, Ced Gee, Moe Love, TR 

And my man I God, Paul C, Public Enemy and the Jungle Brothers 

Peace, I'm outta here