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Kool Keith
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The Real Beginner
[Kool Keith] Yeah! Y'knahmsayin? Tashan Dorrsett It's all about Tashan You think you tough? Like you got lyrics written from the state of prison You lookin like a warm-up guy With another man, with a bra and panties Dropped to your ankles in the kitchen A sweet guy like you never listened let me urinate on the drum My pee cover your neck, defecation mode Squattin on your left shoulder's my mission Remove the waste off your shirt Cream stop you up like butter get the taste off your shirt Seek more, ask your whack-ass man about the hospital work Security hold the bottles back Vocal expert, heavy commando team, your janitor's hurt We piss on your concert, diarrhea cover your cars Your toilet won't flush, leave turds in your 10 bedroom house I see how you network
[Chorus: Kool Keith] The real beginner, TOP (the real beginner), T-O-P T-O-P, the real beginner (the real beginner) TOP! T-O-P (Top! T-O-P) The real beginner! Top, T-O-P (Top T-O-P) The real beginner (the real beginner) top, T-O-P (Top T-O-P) The real beginner TOP (the real beginner) T-O-P [Chem] How I define how I live my life is different than yours I write the present prophecies, I wasn't seekin awards I was the four corner chief, 'Off the Wall' like one glove Puff piff, be out like Whodini with 'One Love' I'm out to conquer the world, plan to live prosperous Plant seeds on one Earth, and live monogomous Strive for perfection, two steps forward and three back Skatin on these devils but they aimin at my kneecaps I formulate the proper procedure, my flow is fever I mortally wound, and conversate out with wild goons I silence your camp like boy he's at Crystal Lake Watch positive flip, now they set off for easy bake Fourth quarter score, you niggas a court order away From eviction out the PJ's Now I'ma maintain, relax, kick facts about black kings And queens who pull string; that's how the team bring home cream
[Chorus]w/ ad lib variations [Kool Keith] Big terror alert~! I shitted in your white Louis Vuitton bag My piss stains'll cover up the dashboard I wipe my ass on your armrest I didn't mean to change the air condition temperature Your wife clean out my defecation in the back Of your man's Jag Tough stains nigga you need detergent Ask your girl for a rag Spot stain remover Go ahead clean behind your back seat with a pooper scooper Fly bitches, pick up my shit on the windows It's all brown stuff I stick up With my shit before I hit the car wash and flip What's that on the straw? Be careful motherfucker You see you got shit on your lips You fuckin with a guy walkin around with shorts on With army and a t-shirt, yeah, bustin out three clips You pay for the steak motherfucker? You actin like you puttin up lipstick on a bitch Grab your check, leave the table full of food I ate already, leave the waitress with some God damn tips
[Chorus]w/ ad libs, repeats and variations
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