Fake news is real too
Fake blues is real blues
Take these things and assemble them
Feel their realnesses
Understand the overtures of effortlessness
Never underestimate your pleasure principle
Yo um Kool A.D., mayne
Young invicible
Principle character actor and such
Passin’ the dutch
Swaggy as fuck
Out in West Oakland
Bro, no jokin’
Shout to Richmond
Peace allah [a lot?] Chaz Van Queen, I miss Richmond
Writin’ hella novels and whatnot
Two hunnded dollar think I lost it at the drug spot
Nah, my 6 passed me
Portland keep it classy
Shout to New York, dead ass
N***a ask me
Any fuckin’ question I’m a teacher in the class
See I’m sippin on a glass or a flask with the ice in it
Offa Vicadin, stylin’ on literature
Wildin’, dawg, I really get into it
Styles you never even thought was ever really cool
Really fool
Hit you with the Kool water mineral
You could never ever understand all the rituals
The mental mind capital
Leveled in arenas of the practical
I freestyle with the best of them
Never hesitant
Even with my manner so calculatable
Ayo, bitch you a hater too
Listen to the vapor disappear in the eardrum
Hear me hear some
See me, feel me, touch me
Call me young Tommy with the pinball
Swinging my salami at the prom queen
Never [?]
Sweet [?]
Go low GoPro
Film that run it back, run it forwards
Four words [bum rush toupe?]
Or was it three words? [Bum rush toupe, bum buckaye?]
The style so historical
Monk like forest through the forest type
Books on a shelf that’s a forest like
Movin’ through the cypher with the styles that you hella like
This real art masterpiece theater
Chosen with the vastest interior
Cast this and here it is
Deal with it, hear with it, lean with it, rock with it
Young King Lear with it
No fear with it, pro-gear with it
6 hundred three digits
Who he kiddin’?
Kool AD really hit ‘em with the red dot
See it through the televised screen
That’s hella wild
Messin’ with that hellafied[?] team
They got hellafied[?] cream
If you smell what I mean
I’m immaculate
Fuck a li’l piece of solid gold out the fingernail
Language is a metaphor
Metafive tripple double
See me visualize peace
With the [?]
Why did I see my
Look into my own damn eye
That’s [?]
Rare stay lit
Like the parrafin wax type
Lantern, I’m too handsome
Young grandson
Chillin’ in a mansion
Damn son
Yes y’all
Yes y’all and you don’t stop
Rap hip hop
The audacity
Truly splendiferous
Labrinthicality
All principalities
Heretofore and theretofore
Wheretofore art thou?
Wanderin’ beyond common all auspiciality
Anglo-Afro, Afro-Anglo
All over the colors in the yin yang rainbow
Yo, look how I cool on the wave though
Yo, no need to have no other way to go about that
The true not-need-haver
The true editorial
Young San Fransisco Corolla Exploratorium
Museumology, follow me?
[?] Father type, mother type
Old brother hype like
However you fuckin’ like
Hit em with the shuck and jive
Tuck your [?] African style
So prevalant, never forget it, bitch
Never feel, like, a need to edit it
Man, yo the beat so feathery
Shout out to, uh, Genivieve, dawg
I think I’m Gwenyth Paltrow
I’m True Detective, I truly wreck it
Yo, my doobies is truly reckless
I’m Schooly A.D., Ruby T, you feel me?
You eat, eat, eat
Anybody, yo, anything
Look in to the style so heavy body
Young Fidel Castro
Thanks for the Netti Poty
Plus fuck the cops, they all nasty
Dawg, I fly helicopters to the helipads
Shouts to my dad, that n***a hella rad
Taught me all my yellow man raps out in Lenningrad
The school of hard knocks so we don’t stop
‘till we get the clocks
With the rocks on the wrist watch
Iced out crystal, nice with the pistol
The price of the issue sliced by subscription rates
Do the math, get an abacus, damn, I’m a lazarus man
Young Atticus Lish with it, quick with it
Hit you with the six shoot six digit
Hexacord I’m flexin’ you heard?
Yo, stero styles, pale fire with it
Rythm invariable
Chess box arial
Shots and variations
See my arangements
Bold and the strange, audacious
Vaporize any intellect
Peep the audacity, wow
The audacity
Real hip hop
Yes y’all and you don’t stop
Rap hip-hop and you don’t stop
Kool A.D and you don’t stop
The body rock, hip-hop