Kool Keith lyrics

Kool Keith lyrics

"Diamonds lyrics"

King Of The Thing lyrics
It's been a long, long time since I lost myself. Put my pride down on the table, put my fear on the shelf. So I bought myself a throne to reside and let myself go. But I've traveled much too far, where I've gone, I'll never know. What a long, long time... Long, long time. It's been a little old while
Man it's been quiet in the Bronx since Kate Rich got killed
I heard some kid wearin a mink
fakin like he live in Brooklyn squealed
We gon' need Johnny Cochran man, I'm tellin you
Gotta get everybody out..

[Kool Keith]
Chill at home watchin the Mets
I'ma tell Suge Knight to call Big Kap and Funkmaster Flex
Tony Green is out of jail with a five billion dollar bail
I'ma hire two men with machine guns to do retail
Independent promotion, a couple of people got they legs broken
Record exec found dead, body in Hoboken
Autopsy explainin what parts remainin
New York police department, the F.B.I. 
said this guy wasn't playin
Tape around this
For Evermore lyrics
I'm The Scream In The Silence In This Chaos Of Evermore I?M The Sense In Your Violence In This Chaos Of Evermore I Went Looking For Root Of God For The Edge Of Infinity In This Chaos Of Evermore I Left Behind The Proud Days Of My Will I Seize The Day For Evermore
punk's mouth, what is he sayin? Turned the radio up and cut his arms off and throw him off the top of the Waldorf Call Fat Kat in prison Tell him his right hand mand already did that Ten cars, meet me at the Lincoln Tunnel with stockin cops We're gonna count to the one-oh, put butter on the bun-oh Black killed the program director but first let him sniff some blow See the man with the suit? Light up the kid with the bomber jacket and Timberland boots Comin at you like Tupac in "Juice", I'ma get loose Chorus: Kool Keith (repeat 3X) We work nine to nine, we never sleep full time.. Diamonds, we bring violence! [Kool Keith] Send a coffin up to Billboard with flowe
Ill Give You My Skin lyrics
"I'll Give You My Skin" is a song written by both of the girls with Michael Stipe. I kinda suspect that the lyrics are mostly Stipe. Anyway, I'm told that it was recorded at the end of 1988, while the girls were recording their first Epic album. It appears on the "Tame Yourself" benefit compilation.
s in the lobby A picture of me with Gene Griffin holdin a hand-grenade I'ma fax you a copy - and let you know my job ain't sloppy Extort the industry cause Nicky Barnes is gonna be in charge of every label's distribution My street team is gonna be eight men with loaded tecs Ridin around with Chrysler PT cruisers from a mental institution Whip mob style, Tone Capone AZ in charge of publicity on the phone Crazy Joe outside to meet the mixtape DJ's with carbombs in the parkin zone - purple Cadillac lavender two-tone A box packed up with a chopped off human head with a murdered pitbull with a knife in his stomach Federal Express to your secret home Sonny D handle the
I'm So Beautiful lyrics
Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see? Look at me! Wild feeling wild and I'm burning up deep inside I wanna let it go let it go I'm gonna steal the show steal the
herehouse and Tower Take Coconuts and Sam Goody and hire David Berkowitz as a receptionist for more power Extreme impact when Uniter Parcel bring bazookas and bombs in from Iraq Close the George Washington Bridge when we attack Carryin duffle bag sacks Larry Davis is workin with a thirty-eight magnum Big stations won't have any problem hearin the wax (I'll play it!) With Kingston, Jamaica Sendin the video to HBO and Cinemax Chorus [Kool Keith] Look at the bottom of your car, now start it Wire on your doorknob That's me across the street, wearin a pinstripe suit with a (???), with black glasses talkin to Grandmaster Flash Lookin at your black asses Chorus