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Kool Keith - Keith Turbo
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[kool keith] New york city! (keith turbo) Youre listening to the number one The one and only (keith turbo) Keith (keith turbo) turbo Pontiac, gto Thats right, we do it like that Keith turbo, the new man Here we go Move in close range, with the artcc Air route traffic control center I freeze mcs at maximum degrees ? ? , from the street when I ripped apartments And the corman suites Two and a half units available, bass you cant trace Your girl starin in my face at 7,000 feet Turbo, jets in the cockpit You flock with weak kids on the block with For protection, Ill ruin your whole section For major alteration, my final approach is to spray yall Attack ya like roaches Dont step to me at the food court at the municipal airport Your unmatched performance cant stop my endurance Runaway 18-l, pilot one, change in your slot Number two youre through, dischargin your battery Stop rappin to me New york citys number one mc, thats real g Whos that kid b? passengers are in position Change your whole vision Commercial instructors stop your stretch marks Take off your shirt I see your ribs Fakin like you tommy gibbs Technology program, you used to know I used to study with son of sam, thats right (keith turbo) pontiac, gto (keith turbo) pontiac, gto (keith turbo) pontiac, gto (keith turbo) pontiac, gto Man (keith turbo) I can throw a hundred thousand pound walrus right through the walls Thats right Mad like five gorillas in the vocal booth [mad like five guerillas] Its all turbo Yo mom duke, pass me my helmet Let me show these kids what to do Rpm 600 pound gorillas, 22 not hot Engine accurate, gps storm scopes on your folks Monitors equal, my three million new fans are white people Geared toward the universe while black people think the worse Realistically expect my gross is twenty times your checks Triple that diamond around your necks, besides I hate cars You feel the turbulence, fasten seatbelts, close your vents Rugged horsepower, m-20-f, executive manifestin you a lesson False representationll leave yall sweatin in the train station Remember Im blacker than your used acura Thats why I laugh at ya Like a anorexic model on the crack bottle Yall play frankie beverly Im in the future with a phaser network I bet ya Ill make your beck hurt Endorsements from the universities cant stop my abilities Financial trainin on the campus Sock ya like ? did kurt rambis Fax you that flight number, stand by frequency Dont mess with me (keith turbo) pontiac, gto (keith turbo) pontiac, gto (keith turbo) pontiac, gto (keith turbo) pontiac, gto Thats right yall, its all about nasa When I ride around in my nascar Dont think Im richard petty, or bobby unser Or even al unser, its all indy 500 when I run around You know it, I come with the fluid like jackie stewart (keith turbo) (keith turbo) (keith turbo) *laughing* (keith turbo) *laughing* (keith turbo)
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