Check check check, Kool A.D. best rapper in the world
Check check check, Kool A.D. best rapper in the world
Check check check, Kool A.D. best rapper in the world
Ok wassup, hey wassup...

[Verse]
Y'all bust on planets untouched by human animals, ravishing
Styles upon styles upon vanishing points
My joints is un-fuck-withable like abstinence
Christ-like passionate
Twice as nice as the last kid
Slice and dice all the iceberg lettuce heads up in the salad
I flip cabbage in the cole slaw, my soul raw, son
I'm of that like De La, your boy stay above rap like Hey Ya, woah woah
Y'all none of the above now, um, pay the god
My flavor is savory odd, my tooth sweet
I true seek and soothe-seek, I mean soothe-speak, true
Yes, that too!
New futures, mayne, I sew game with new sutures, main
The new slavery is occasionally chainless
Basically it's paved with fakery, and we pace in newspaper-lined cages
Who takes the time to make the crime waves? It's a complex question
Minds supplied with the wrong text is weapons
The question becomes which direction to step in
Walk with the confidence of gods, but sill cautious
All rap is conscious, fall back, I got this
Mostly I just overstand the rawness
Underdig the awesome, oversmell the flowers as they blossom
Underfeel the powers of the cosmos and shit
I feel like Osmosis Jones in a topless whip
Chris Rock, the white blood cell
Blood for oil, big business and blood sells and all that
Yo, free all the people locked in prisons for drug sales
Arms are for hugs, but arm yourself in case the hugs fail
You know, when the fake thugs bail and the cake goes stale and the...
Yo, felons on Section 8 stay in jail even if they *can* post bail, man
It ain't no fair, mayne
But who said it was? Look man...
I don't know, cuz