WHEN YOU PEEL BACK MY EYES
I SEE THE PAIN AND FEEL ALIVE
MY HATRED HEAPS UPON THIS FIRE
THAT BURNS INSIDE AND YOU BLOW HIGHER
BUT I DON'T NEED YOU ANYMORE
YOU CANNOT HURT ME ANYMORE
KEEP IT AWAY FROM THE FIRE UNLESS YOU WANT IT TO BURN
IT BURNS- WILDFIRE
SET ON FIRE
YOU CAUGHT ON FIRE
AND WHEN YOU TAKE ME IN YOUR MIND
INTO THIS DIRTY SODDEN SHRINE
I DO NOT NEED YOU ANYMORE
Genetically programmed to attract you
Pheromones waiting to attack you
Male's masculine, feminine is female
I'll tell you the difference between them
Guys are ultra, ultra, ultra east, west
Girls are ultra, ultra, ultra north, south
Guys are ultra, ultra, ultra straight up
Girls are ultra, ultra, ultra peace out
My river runs deep, but you're quite a big fish
If you're willing to try to understand me
So dive right in, let the wires get wet
Everyone needs a little spark!
Round and round and round we go
I hate you but I need you so
Guys are ultra, ultra, ultra not girls
Girls are ultra, ultra, ultra not guys
It's serious bubblegum brain freeze
I told you I like them on their knees
You're bold and you're brave when in danger
You're stupid insane and I framed ya
Guys are ultra, ultra, ultra outside
Girls are ultra, ultra, ultra inside
Guys are ultra, ultra, ultra swing left
Girls are ultra, ultra, ultra sway right
All these X's and Y's are yinging my yang
It's negative, positive behavior
The batteries licked and I need a fix
Cause everyone wants to feel the spark!
Round and round and round we go
I hate you but I need you so
Guys are ultra, ultra, ultra not girls
Girls are ultra, ultra, ultra not guys
Can you feel the love, love, love?
Can you feel the love, love, love?
Can you feel the LOVE, LOVE, LOVE!?
Can you feel it now?
Love, love, love!
Can you feel the LOVE, LOVE, LOVE?
Can you feel it?
MUAH! Can you feel the love, love, love?
Ultra, ultra, ultra punk funk
Punky funky
Ultra, ultra, slam dunk it... (give it to me)
Ultra, ultra, ultra punk funk...
Ultra, ultra, ultra, slam dunk it... (chunky monkey)
My river runs deep, but you're quite a big fish
If you're willing to try to understand me
So dive right in, let the wires get wet
Everyone needs a little spark!
Round and round and round we go
I hate you but I need you so
Guys are ultra, ultra, ultra not girls
Oh yeah,
come on, come on, come on,
Say it once,
say it twice,
just say it tonite,
'coz you know that tomorrow's
gonna be too late
Yeah Yeah Yeah,
If i could fly up to the sky,
i'd bring back the sunshine for you,
if i could rise to paradise,
i'd take you with me, too
a little sign to say you're mine,
a reason for living, baby,
without it, i am gonna find
that i need somebody,
i need somebody new.
If you could only find
the strengh inside to say,
you show me heaven, baby
would put the wrong to right,
would start a new day,
Everything would be allright,
I miss you,
i love you,
just say if you think you do.
Say it once,
say it twice,
just say it any way you like it,
Just say it tonite,
'cos you know that
tomorrow's gonna be too late,
Yeah yeah yeah,
Take my life, take my heart,
Just take it any way you like it,
Just say it tonite
'coz you know tomorrow's gonna be too late,
Yeah Yeah yeah.
I spend some time,
confused and blind,
Just thinking about you lately,
And now it's clear,
I shed a tear,
I need your point of view,
You gotta try
and symbolise
Your heart and just how you
are feeling,
To say the words,
it doesn't hurt,
i'll say them all to you.
If you could only find,
the strengh inside to say,
You show me heaven, baby,
We put the wrong to right,
We'll start a new day,
Everthing'll be allrite
i love you,
Just say if you think you know,
Say it once,
say it twice,
just say it any way you like it,
Just say it tonite,
'cos you know that
tomorrow's gonna be too late,
Yeah yeah yeah,
Take my life, take my heart,
Just take it any way you like it,
Just say it tonite
'coz you know tomorrow's gonna be too late,
Just say it once,
say it once,
You've got to say it twice, yeah
Do you want to tell me?
you've got to tell me,
Say it, say it, say it.
(repeat chorus*)
come on, come on, say it
(repeat chorus*)
It's gonna be too late,
Yeah yeah yeah,
it's gonna be too late.
Tamika Jones)
"Yo, what's up I'm Tamika Jones from 'Keep it Real' Magazine, and I'm
about to enter the minds of two of the most controversial rappers of
one of the most underrated rap groups of all time, the Ultramagnetic
MC's. First, Kool Keith, why in your songs do you always refer to the
words anal and rectum? And why do you always use the words doo-doo and
pee-pee?"
(Kool Keith)
"Because that's what the whole f**king rap industry is.
Besides, I have other words like gorilla, parakeet, giraffe, and
also... monkey"
Your crew got high blood pressure, you still bite on pork chops
As I strike in your area, shut down close your shops
Your style is greasy, so what your hair is nappy peasy
I wet your brain and tie your penis to the two train
Drag you down the tracks, spray paint like artifacts
With the rest of your crew, tied and smeared with dog doo-doo
You know my trash bags are packed, lick my nut sacs
Emcees are still wack, on the new smell like mildew
When you rhyme the mic steps from the socket and
You could never be classic, your rappin skill's plastic
Gimmicks is your plan, strategy is stop your marketing
All that hard and mean look I'll get your ass kicked
Your steelo's undercover, corny on the real brother
Pistol whupped like a bitch, get smacked by your pimp
Keep that mop down, just like your album sound
So save that cartoon shit for Saturday
Everything is booty
You flop, no niggas bound to make my head bop
Don't f**k with me
Between your legs you sport a cootie
(Tamika Jones)
explain this to me?"
"Holy anal catastrophe Kool Keith, that's f**king amazing! But I think
your fans will want to know how you'll accomplish this. Can you
(Kool Keith)
With the A1 6600 phone detector
Y'all can't tap my shit, eavesdropping in the projects
Missiles dropped, your narrow hard times stories flop
Hush town, your staircase becomes a mental town
I'll throw grenades and blow your rectum out your f**king block
Your elevator stopped, your bubblegum sitting below
Cover your peephole, wires reach bombs in your window
I thought so, your verbal shit wasn't f**king pro
Go flush your toilet, crack the bowl, see the f**king bomb
Iranian arab with muslim bells on my face
Three seconds flat your f**king chest splatters in your palm
Skeleton bones, I stash bazookas in the chicken place
Uptown bronx with cheese traps for you f**king mouse
My helmet's from haiti, infrared's at my house
Federal tax bullshit I light your real estate
Suck my nuts with dual tube night vision goggles
Raw in to stop (?), your asshole's tied to a milk crate
Biological agents blew Waco Texas
Dynamite's packed in trunks, alarms on your Lexus
Suck my dick for real, my 44 mag is steel
I'll catch you out there, your crew'll have grey hair
(singing)
"Super luv, super luv, baby, super luv, superman, superman luv, lois
Is it any wonder now the stars around me
Are not the brightest of them all
From standing proud to falling like a domino down
And out somehow
All that I remeber now about being by your side
Is having just the most amazing time
But nothing lasts forever
We're just human after all
I feel stronger now but it's not easy
To feel the pride after the fall
Feeling like I've gotta go
So it's looking like I'll never know
Why you left at all
It'll hit you with the power at any time, at any hour
But we can learn to make it if we all stand tall
It doesn't have to matter
We're just human after all
I work it out and I feel somehow
That you were bringing out the best in me
So why do I feel down when changes always do you good?
Am I feeling like I should?
From standing proud to falling like a domino down
And out somehow
It'll hit you with the power at any time, at any hour
Let it be a lesson to you all
Your crying dosn't matter
It doesn't matter at all
We're just human
It doesn't matter at all
We're just human
It doesn't matter at all
We're just human
We're not deaf to the music or blind to the groove
We're just doing the things that we want to
(But they are) Blind (Yeah) Blind to the groove
Are you in communication?
Do you fit in to their plans?
They're coming to rock your whole foundation
Take you to another land, yeah
You gotta start moving, gotta start grooving
Gotta start breaking away
'Cos they're leading you too far into the future
When you're living here today
2, 3, 4
Blind (Yeah) Blind to the groove (Yeah)
Cos' they are blind (Yeah) Blind to the groove (Yeah)
They're not opening their mind up to what we do
They're not coming around to our point of view
Could be a little profound but it's oh so true
You've gotta hold on baby, hold on to
Your motivation, it'll take you to
An elevation that'll turn into
A celebration and we'll party through
The liberation baby of me and you
We're not deaf to the music or blind to the groove
We're just doing the things that we want to
Blind (Yeah) Blind to the groove (Yeah)
Cos' they are blind (Yeah) Blind to the groove (Yeah)
I've come back to the home I knew
And now I'm rolling, I wanna rock with you
But it's coming on, coming on strong
And I'm hearing it all, feeling it all come down
Onto me the rights and wrongs
The do's, the don'ts, it won't be long
Before I blow it all, blow it all gone
I'm watching it all, watching it all go down
Well, they're giving you black
When all you want is the blue
And then they're holding you back
When you gotta go thru'
It's a matter of fact, it's a matter for you
We get habit attacks, we do what we want to
Blind (Yeah) Blind to the groove (Yeah)
Cos' they are blind (Yeah) Blind to the groove (Yeah)
We're not deaf to the music or blind to the groove
We're just doing the things that we want to
Cos' they are blind (Yeah) Blind to the groove (Yeah)
Blind (Yeah) Blind to the groove (Yeah)
Cos' they are blind (Yeah) Blind to the groove (Yeah)
(Motivation)
(Elevation)
(Celebration)
Blind (Yeah) Blind to the groove (Yeah)
Blind to, Blind to (yeah)
Blind to, Blind to (yeah)
Blind to, Blind to (yeah)
Blind to, Blind to (yeah)
I can't mend it A falling star or a broken angel
I dont pretend that loving you is an easy thing
You might say the plans we made were a guide for living
Don't make sense When being kind is left behind
Spin the record round and round
We're getting lost inside the sound
Keeping me from falling down
We all need some basic B.A.S I guess I.C.
Love, trust simple bare necessities
We all need some basic B.A.S I guess that's me
Remember the message girl, simple as hey 1, 2, 3
Don't look down Where you fall I will follow
Don't turn around Just look before you're taken in
Some might say Feeling fine's a a state of mind
Spin the record round and round
We're getting lost inside the sound
Keeping me from falling down
We all need some basic B.A.S I guess I.C.
Love, trust simple bare necessities
We all need some basic B.A.S I guess that's me
Remember the message girl, simple as hey 1, 2, 3
Here in New York, is simply where we've gotta be
We can ride on, and just do it basically
It's gotta be!
Here we go again
We're getting through the love surrender
This is now the end
Forgetting you is what I do
Spin the record round and round
We're getting lost inside the sound
Keeping me from falling down
We all need some basic B.A.S I guess I.C.
Love, trust simple bare necessities
We all need some basic B.A.S I guess that's me
Remember the message girl, simple as hey 1, 2, 3
We all need some basic B.A.S I guess I.C.
Love, trust simple bare necessities
We all need some basic B.A.S I guess that's me
Remember the message girl, simple as hey 1, 2, 3
[Repeat till fade]
[Keith:] A demented man !
[Tim:] Yeah !
[Keith:] Pull your head out your fuckin body
[Tim:] Yeah !
[Keith:] And all you muthapukkaz thinkin a be fuckin hard
[Tim:] Yeah !
[Keith:] Rippin your fuckin insides out
[Tim:] Yeah !
[Keith:] Spittin in your fuckin eyes...no face !
[Tim:]
Hey yo I catch mad break, and muthapukkaz always get respect
coz I'm off for putting TECs to their neck
You can walk around your block, at your pizza's, at your mom's, at your pop's
When I lick shots even cops give me props
coz I slay, yeah I slay all my victims
Niggaz see me coming and they say "don't fuck with him"
That nigga from New York, you know he gets bigger
Uptown trouble maker, rap Bronx nigga
Yeah ! What's my fuckin name ? Tim Diggety !
Niggaz see me comin and they all start running for the border
Outta order, they're being slaughtered
I'm deadly with the rhyme and the fuckin tape recorder
coz I can kill at will MCs without a touch
and you female rappers, with my words: you'll get fucked
Stuck. Outta luck. Closed case
Destroyed by the man with no face
Listen
[Chorus:]
No face ! [Keith:] No fuckin face
No face ! [Keith:] He gots no fuckin face
No face ! [Keith:] The man with no fuckin face
Yo let me take you on a journey
about this punk nigga of the block sellin rocks to the cops
How I knocked the mutha's poops out
Frontin on my moms in the fuckin elevator
"lend me five dollars and I'll pay you back later"
Greater. My moms said no and held her purse
Hit her in the head, now my moms need a nurse
The worst thing you could do was touch my lady
The one who gave me life, yo nigga, is you crazy ?
I'm swayze, ran out the crib with my mac
to TEC the fowl down, hell no, he's not a jack
It's strictly homocide on my muthaphukkin (??????)
You dis me, I kill you, it's all that simple
Now as I turn the corner who the fuck did I see ?
The same bitch nigga starin right at me
He reached, I reached, I beat him to the punch
Now he's in the gutter and he's fuckin pigeon lunch
The cops came around but they had no case
The witnesses said it was a man with no face
[CHORUS:]
No face ! [Keith:] No fuckin face
No face ! [Keith:] The muthaphukka's got no face
No face ! [Keith:] No fuckin face
No face ! [Keith:] No face
No face ! [Keith:] No fuckin goddamn face
No face ! [Keith:] He got no fuckin face
No face ! [Keith:] No damn face
No face !
[Keith:]
Yo, the legacy continues, all you fake muthaphukkaz bein
pimped by yo labels. You jealous ass haters. Yeah y'all know
Y'all been stealin our shit for years
Fuck all o'y'all. Prepare for the Kool Keith solo album and
the Tim Dog. Plus the pimpin REX shit
And Kutmasta Kurt was on the production tips
Lyrically y'all can't fuck with me
I'm not tryin to battle and keep it real like you stupid ass
muthaphukkaz do with'cha albums.
I'd like to thank my fans, you know, the real Ultra fans who's
down in America and Europe, everywhere
Yo, yo it's my man Tim Dog, what's up Tim?
[Tim] Yo yo whattup playa, whattup whattup
Yo whassup Kool Keith
Yo I know y'all representin, keepin it real for the streets
[Kool] Whassup, yeah you know it you know it
Yeah, yo I know you're not gonna move out the projects right?
[Tim] What? The fuck is wrong with your shorty man?
[Tim] Niggaz tryin to get up out the fuckin projects
[Tim] What's your fuckin problem?
[Kool] Fuck you I got some fuckin kids to feed
[Kool] Get the fuck outta my face alright?
[Tim] Get the fuck outta here, kiss my ass motherfucker!
[Intro: Kool Keith]
Yo whassup? This is Kool Keith (yea)
First of all I'd like to say, the industry is wak (wak)
That's right, I said it, the industry is wak (wak)
Everybody wak
I'm tired of this, let's do this
Yeah, check it out
[Kool Keith]
I'm hearin jokes, freestyled, they jam is wak
but representin my scrotum I show dem punks how to do this
Like Brutus I'm raw, sissies think they hardcore
Ass-out-hole-cold, kid freeze your rectum
Don't step to me with hip-hop, pop as Michael Jackson
Your crew is no threat, your style just a small fraction
So get up, lick the nuts, catch the hiccups
Your two-man crew, add one, makin doo-doo
You got your fans souped up, people drinkin urine
I'm mysterious plus your girl begs for anal sex
I got my tape butt-naked, pumpin Ricki Lake
Dogstyle champ, you pause at B, watch your crack shake
I got no time for toys and cheap steaks
Sat [?] with Texas niggaz, my crew down to pull triggers
Yo tell Ray to spin the record, take the sawed-off shotty
I call direct to jail, speak to John Gotti
Yo niggaz out here is jockin hard on his balls
Yo my flow just drop like Niagara Falls
[Chorus: Kool Keith]
keep it real - represent what? My nut!
Keep it real - represent what? My nut!
[Intro: Tim Dog]
Yeahhhhh..
I wanna get some shit off my chest, shit off my chest
I wanna get some shit off my chest, shit off my chest
I wanna get some shit off my chest
[Tim Dog]
I got this rap shit sewn, locked down, from the ground to the sky
From L.A., all the way to Long I
Who am I? That motherfuckin nigga who be dissin
I be rippin motherfuckers like I'm eatin on some chicken
Finger lickin, like I got you out of Sylvia's
Copeland's, Roscoe's, pollo, lo-co
Bo-jangles, Popeye's, even KFC
Yo MC's ain't got no wins when they fuck with D-O-G
I'm dramatic, emphatic - I'm charismatic
I'm down with my niggaz (magnetic, magnetic)
My people, keepin it real, fuckin up your mind
Representin to the fullest, yo I got another rhyme
SHOWTIME, pump more systems than the Alpine
I bet you're thinkin to yourself right now what's on my mind (word)
My mind's fed up, yo I'm dead up
These faggot-ass rappers and these punk bitches gonna get wet up
(WORD!) Runnin round the industry, frontin like they're jiggy
Just because you rap don't make you a piggy
Who is he? Some unknown sucka from the projects
Made a few demos, now you think you got it
Rhymin like Nas (what) lookin like Treach (word?)
Beats mad weak (woo!) hooker can't catch (ha!)
Sayin Def Jam's gonna sign you
You betta get a job and leave that bullshit behind you, WORD
You got some motherfuckin nerve
I shoulda left yo' ass on the god damn curb
But I'ma leave it all the motherfuckin same
And focus my attention on those rappers in the game
NOW, first you made a jam that's hot (hot)
Then you made another then that shit went pop (pop)
Then you made another then that shit had flopped
You deserve exactly what yo' ass got, motherfucker!
Tryin to run after the whites
You used to wear Timbs, now yo' ass is in tights
And every time I see you, all you wanna do is fight
Don't get mad cause my shit is right, aight?
I'm a motherfuckin man like you
You wanna be fake, while I gotta be true (word)
You wanna be the next when you shoulda been you
Now tell me what the FUCK am I supposed to do? BE-ATCH!
[Chorus x2: Tim Dog (Kool Keith)]
All I wanna do is rap
Get some trap, and live life kinda fat, that's that
But how could a man just rap
(When the whole fuckin industry is WAK!)
[Interlude: Kool Keith]
Yeah, Kool Keith checkin in
That's right, for you wak motherfuckers I got to show, SKILL
Tell you like it is, gotta get this shit off
[Kool Keith]
This ain't the Grammy awards, ass-tight tuxedos
Niggaz are phony, tryin to act like my peoples
TV stars, Mariah Carey, Janet Jackson
Her brother Michael, feelin babies for some rectum action
Niggaz like Al Green, you can't trust Little Richard..
.. little bitchard
Girls today slept with Rock Hudson
The NBA - your favorite ballplayer's turnin gay
Girls go nut, get attracted havin wild sex
In big mansions, Hollywood's unsafe sex
Sniffin coke, movie stars roll in fly cards
Everybody has a card, runs a fake business
I'm that O.J. who gives a fuck about his case
like Madonna, that devil wearin paint on her face
You know the industry has already crossed over sexually
A lot of people turned bumblebee
Sodom and Gomorr', it's time for information
Half of y'all sick sing at the AIDS Foundation
I lay it down clown and take your famous queer crown
Glamour and famous mixed up, you slept with Rod Stewart
Girls get caught, take off they heels for they record deals
Did you get the deal BITCH?
Got served
And you sayyyyyyyyyyy...
[Chorus]
[Kool Keith]
This for all you motherfuckers bitin my space shit
Get off my dick, I was born on Jupiter
[K] Yeah! Throwin the monkey-fuckin-wrench in the business
[K] Yeah; all that trendy shit out there
[T] That old fake shit
[K] So regular
[T] That common shit
[K] Shit that stink
[T] Word up
[K] Do this!
[T] Like you knew this, haha
[T] This is how we do
[K] Yeah
[T] Every, every day all day, haha
[Keith] All you rappers are wack on my balls, picture Kodak
Niggaz be talkin like they hard, they fuckin asscrack
[Tim] These wack MC's tryin to sound like Kool Keith
I shoulda take a bat and knocked out they front teeth, POW!
[Keith] From New York to Cali MC's keep poppin shit
With messed up grammar, your weak style ain't stoppin shit
[Tim] Rappers nowadays clog my dick like it's fog
Ever since I came out, everybody want to be a Dog
[Keith] You on my list, your project building just drowned in piss
When I hit your city, your area, blow your rectum
[Tim] I got that hardcore, rap score, elevated folklore
Nonsense I ignore, Tim Dog is culture
[Kool Keith]
Take out your whole backpiece, blow your fuckin spectrum
Wipe off your shirt, your style is baby doo-doo squirt
I don't care, beware, smell smoke watch your back
I'm up close like acne pimples in your ass crack
Atomic workout, strategy for fuckin jerks
Your album's butthole, overused with inserts
Still light up shit point blank like fuckin fireworks
Niggaz get busted cause half fights(?) for Greyhound
Penalties are deadly for quality, how your shit sound?
I'm not followin motherfuckers..
[Chorus: Tim Dog + Kool Keith]
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on some Ultra shit
How many niggaz is on our dick? (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on some Ultra shit
Niggaz on some Ultra shit .. (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on some Ultra shit
How many niggaz is on our dick? (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on some Ultra shit
[Chorus last line #1]
(Get off the dick!) Niggaz on some Ultra shit (For life)
[Tim Dog]
God damn it's a brand new year
Comin back with the full packed mac, bustin off with the raw raps
Rippin rappers out the frame, cause it's like that
You want your mic back; bitch you're gonna have to fight back
Raise up, raise up, if you're nice and
niggaz fuckin with D-O-G, is like McNeely fuckin with Mike Tyson
I'm slicin, dicin MC's, they call me ginsu
Niggaz get me amped, watch me get mental
Perplexed I project my lyrical context
Bust nuts in rappers anus cause it's better than sex
Hey yo I'm mad, and "I'm Bad", like Mr. Cool J
I'm back with my man Kool Keith, hip-hop hoo-hooray
Get down, for my crown, cause I'm a scholar
Niggaz shit is so wack I wouldn't pay a fuckin dollar, holla
(Hooooooo!) Fuck it
[Chorus]
[Chorus last line #2]
Niggaz on some Ultra shit (Get off the dick!)
[Kool Keith]
Clench up tight, them champagne rhymes won't work tonight
Just raw beat, you're buttnaked standin on the street
Ass out cold, my target blows out your rectum hole
Niggaz get flushed like wet Pampers down the commode
German warfare, crazy style just like Hitler
No soft samples, corny loops, fuck fiddler!
Niggaz get carried away with basic shit, every day
Useless mics, and vinyl time a bunch of wack skits
Ex-lax reveal your steelo's got the shits
Pack a bag, zip up your drama, fuckin catch the bus
Niggaz already been through sad stories; fuck y'all Gus
Yeah I don't give a fuck about the sunny Stet[?] drums
Who's usin the Alfonso Moons, whatever I don't give a fuck
Cal[?]DeJade I don't give a fuck, any snare, whatever
Distinctive loop, fuck it all
Motherfuckers can go search downtown
[Kool Keith]
Yeah y'all it's me, devestating Reverand Tom
The church is open here
Sessions will get bigger, my stats will grow
I don't call my stuff funk
Gospel-vomic, let's get raw
Yeah...
I used to look at girls, they were slim with fat stomachs
In resteraunts, dog face, your girl made me vomit
I took my goggles off, threw up in the garbage can
I spit up more, earlin more on the garbage man
She called her boyfriend, her girlfriend look like Pigpen
I got loose and grabbed the horse right from the moose
Right in L.A., Hollywood, in front of Roscoe's
Plastic freaks, lookin at me like I'm an average Joe
She said, "I think you're stupid," I said, "You're big and fat -
I'ma have to diss you, and step up in that rectum crack"
Take off that hair, now you bald, let me make the call
Watch your lip, and I'ma make your guts fall
I see stretch marks that's dark like {*censored*}
You best to kneel, let the Reverand heal you
[Chorus: Ultra]
Fat lady! (Big woman)
Fat lady! (Big woman)
Fat lady! (Big woman)
Fat lady! (Big woman)
[Kool Keith]
Here's a napkin, wipe off your lips and lose them fat hips
I know your toes smell, your butt smell like corn chips
You was about what? Lookin bougie, I ain't the one
You try to pour your drink on me, go' head call the bouncers
My cousin outside, with two tecs, and forty ounces
Them homos at the door, didn't want none - further more
You started first fats, I'ma quench your thirst
Don't need no pens, why them niggaz lookin at my hearse?
With two grenades in my coat, a bomb in my pocket
I'll make this club jump off just like a Houston Rocket
Like Monica said, "Just one of those days - you take it personal"
Yes..
You tried to laugh at me, my thousand dollar white shoes
Don't mess with me my girl, I'll put your business in the news
Take off that wig and hairpiece
Remove your contacts, I'll break you down like a clown
(Man, why you wild man?)
[Chorus]
[Kool Keith]
Standing over there with fat cellulite, lookin goofy
With NBA players with cheap suits lookin doofy
My shit's Italian, and made by Lou Bernazini
You havin Fatburgers, wine please with linguini
My girl's from Paris, she models - do you feel embarassed?
Aluminum foil dress that won't impress
Wipe that chili off your neck, them hamburgers is a mess
With more red meat, you can't look so petite
The devil's cookin, your pot of grease smells sweet
You in this land of Sodom & Gomorrah
Should steal away in prime time, your makeup is the poorest
You lookin almost white like Michael Jackson
Mariah Carey flap but you gets no rectum action
Stomach out, doo doo stain I spray with Shout
I'm innocent, I never bothered anybody
You gets trained, remain seated on the potty
Truly yours
[Chorus]
[Kool Keith]
Once again, devestating Reverand Tom
I'd like to say peace to my man out there Kool Keith
Automator, Kut, T.R. Love, Biz
[Tim Dog]
Damn man, yo Keith
I can't believe you got me in some fuckin zoo man
We coulda got with some bitches, whassup?
[Kool Keith]
I know, but fuck that
Check out, these animals are beautiful, relax!
[Tim Dog]
Man we coulda got with some bitches
and you got me in the fuckin zoo?
[Kool] Look at the giraffe, she has a pretty ass
[Tim] What?
[Kool] The giraffe!
[Tim] Aw man, you - you like animals now motherfucker?
[Kool] C'mon man, I'm just spendin time with the animals
[Tim] Aw man, you know youse a bizarre nigga
[Intro: Kool Keith]
Hey baby, yeah who dyed your hair blonde?
I like the streaks
Oh, I like the way your butt look
Uhh, now why don't you change in the bathroom
I'ma look through the peephole, peek-a-boo!
Yeah - it's that kinky
[Kool Keith]
I used to grab honies by they neck, piss on they eyebrows
Open they rectum to throw the bombs down they asshole
BOOM! I blew them panties out the room
Emergency, emergency, it's a urgency
Her asshole out of order, her stomach ain't workin B
The doctor there with penicillin for her butthead
Operation attack, wires hooked on the booty
With three lights and rubber gloves tryin to find the coochie
Her legs were splattered, flyin on the fuckin camcorder
I heard the big explosion loud on the tape recorder
I was experimentin, fuckin with a new invention
I got nervous and called back the escort service
I wind up jerkin off
[Chorus: unknown voice (Kool Keith)]
Slow down, one second
Excuse me miss, I can't believe I'm about to leave this
(Look in the mirror) Psycho melodic you jump on my tip
(You got the Vaseline?) Takin me there, with just one kiss
(Alcohol, my sores, Listerine pouring down my eye)
[Kool Keith]
And you know
I used to mix soda pops and alcohol with cough drops
Then rub they knee caps and smear they face with Sugar Smacks
Open they butts and pour ammonia down they pussy cracks
Then fight they fire, pull they hair apart with metal pliers
Fuck them with two stiff drinks, up on the kitchen sinks
Make them pour Ajax, lick Comet off my nutsac
Hold me tight with baseball gloves, crank the purple light
I used to masturbate to tapes, "Planet of the Apes"
I like Zera, I always wanted to fuck her, get near her
And tell Cornelius get back and let her feel this
I'm on some groove shit, not generic new improved shit
With swimmin trunks in bed, my black shoes painted red
Some hoes are rookies, my sheets filled with oatmeal cookies
Can you put more Oreos in the bed?
[Chorus: unknown voice] + (Kool Keith)
Slow down, one second (more milk, in the pillow)
Excuse me miss, I can't believe I'm about to leave this
(The goodness) Psycho melodic you jump on my tip
(Grease, from the kitchen) Takin me there, with just one kiss
(Crisco, is what we need)
[Kool Keith]
And you know, yeah
Can you bring that gorilla over here
She looks so good
I want a female giraffe, with extensions, and loooong boots
Look at the ass on that animal
I love, to make love, to little babboons
That is one of my favorite fetishes
[Intro: Kool Keith]
Yeah, it's the first quarter, goin into the second
All labels, drop your acts
Rappers I'm dead serious, stop what you doin
Take it real personal, you know you're wak
Look in the mirror, it'll tell you the truth
Yo, I must confess
You know who I am, bust this
[Kool Keith]
Stop your music, hold up, your temperature is wak
I bought your gimmick album, erased the tape, took it back
You was wrong for rhymin, that was a sin
You should STOP, cause rap's now worse again
You knew you was doo-doo, fakin that you was so brutal
Your style was all canned, your stuff was all chicken noodle
With no sale, you gave your promos out at retail
Tryin to flim-flam and pay them kids off at SoundScan
You bought me real stuff, BUFF - powderpuff
All I saw was tons of group sissies actin rough
Graffiti wars, a bunch of crowds, project halls
Mess with drama, your garbage style's Wonderama
I got skills, but butt crack is all Massengil
Independent, while groupies front while you drive a rented
Up at that atmosphere, headpiece like [?]
You'll be trapped with empty pockets around Yankee Stadium
I know your background, it's a puppet actin wild
I know your issue, I'm in your ass Scotty Tissue
Kool Keith is no joke, better will not make you hope
Pray to my nuts flat butts talk like Mariah Carey
I'm out there, you on my testicles this year
I tell you straight, you all rah rah
[Chorus x2: Kool Keith]
Ain't nobody happenin (nobody happenin)
Ain't nuttin good be happenin (nuttin be happenin)
Just because you got a deal (clear the way)
Don't mean you know how to rap
[Tim Dog]
Mad rappers try to test my lyrical anarchy
Like Sparky from Detroit Tigers, I don't quit
Aw shit, Bronx niggaz always come legit
Once I lay my rap down, it's a hit
Of course the track gotta be fat for Tim Dog to rap
No more gettin with this, and no more gettin with that
Cause I reign the terrain like weather, however
Rappers try to Run-D.M.C. but I'm +Tougher Than Leather+
How dare you, think you can dismantle
I'ma call you Campbell cause somebody got you souped
Frontin wit'cha man when you know you ain't cute
You and your man can catch a bad one quick
I see mad motherfuckers get done for simple shit (word)
So what's it gonna be, you or me? Life or death
Like Whitney Hou' you be holdin your breath
Cause I don't give a fuck where you been or where you at
If you come wak then you betta watch your back
Cause rap is sacred, so don't fake it
And these fuckin devils out here tryin to take it
[Chorus]
[unknown emcee]
Secret agent, seen a thing, heard a thing, launchin at latitude
Aimin things, standing top, send it at longitude
I-I-know-know-that-that-you-you-be affected
Movin like a virus and niggaz they been infected
Let the doctor give you a shot, moved up from sharpshooter
Aimin for the bridge of yo' nose, BLAOW!
Fallin down, fallin down
I make complicated statements, with, unlimited phone calls
Swingin that, bringin that, {?} West coast swinger rapper
Ba-ba-ba leavin-in-the-evenings, daytime talkin decent
Recently I'm part of the North, you beat me to the record
usage of my lyrical form at the scene
Lookin like a heterosexual, about to lose his manhood
Brothers swear they hot when they sound like Orville Reddenbacher
Pop pop pop pa-pop pa-pop
Labels signin innocents, tryin to tell 'em that they better sense
Ignore them babies, they cryin for attention
Yo here's yo' pacifier, suck this brown dick 'til it turns WHITE
(thug) I told you this f**kin guy man
Yo man, yo B, this is my f**kin block, get the f**k off
(Keith) Shut the f**k up
You never had a f**kin green card in your f**kin life
You don't any means to make f**kin money
(thug) What? What the f**k you talkin bout mayn?
(Keith) You f**kin stupid, plantella Adidas motherf**ker
(thug) Saturday Night Live, John Travolta ass motherf**ker
(Keith) Suck my dick
(thug) You f**kin spaghetti and meatball eatin motherf**ker
(Keith) You don't have any f**kin knowledge
(thug) F**k you man, conio man, suck my dick man
(Keith) Little Italy ay, you don't know about the. real estate man
(thug) F**k you man, what the f**k you wanna do mayn?
(thug) You wanna do somethin mayn? You wanna do somethin mayn?
(thug) Take this mayn {*POP*} take this mayn {*POP*}
(thug) Take this mayn {*POP POP*} dead now!
(Tim Dog)
Here we go with some new shit, f**k the bullshit
Bronx niggaz rule shit, cause we always pull quick, what?
Motherf**ker back up, you know whassup
Put two in your gut, POP POP what, now shut 'em up
Mad niggaz wanna have this, murderous status
I'm known as the motherf**kin rhymin apparatus
The fattest, MC of the era, cause terror
Could niggaz f**k with this? Never, but however
Many foes try to apprehend, they can't comprehend
Cause when they step to me they don't win
I bend, break MC's who fake the funk
Leavin wack rappers in the back of my truck
Then eat some rat poison and I drink some ammonia
Came out bein that gastric felonious
serial killer, that you know, as Kujo
F**k around with Dog and get slammed like a sumo
"Waitin to Exhale" like Whitney, you can't get wit me
I wanna see that nigga from Uptown, who bit me
Bitin, never writin, that's not excitin
I'm invitin, all y'all suckers who like fightin
So come on, BRING IT ON, bring your weapon
No it's not rainin but you still gettin wettened
Smash your f**kin ass like a Savage, I'm Randy
Niggaz don't want no beef cause I keep the tec handy
Shoot you from your head to your toe
You have so many holes in your shit it spells act like you know
(unknown female MC)
Well I thought you knew motherf**kers.
Now take a second while I reveal myself into the industry
By smokin lyrical chokin teacher provokin MC
Clear the way for me, unique, delete the weak
As I defeat the claim to be sweet, by keepin it street
Lazy poet and I don't got to have them tactics to turn fake rappers
and crack addicts, tell the weak hit from my bomb shit
Ooooh! Damn, no stress or contest, the impossible
I stand on top of them, no doubt about it, I'm unstoppable
Got a train of focus, e'ry track I smoke this
Cannabis is nice, six I'm causin a ruckus
You can't f**k with us, known for keepin it true
Not fakin the funk like bustaz, so what you gonna do?
I address, I'm better than fresh
Mo' potent than stress, now try to test, nigga!
(Kool Keith)
Yeah f**k y'all motherf**kers who need y'all whole album
to prove you got skills, suck this
I'm makin rappers load they apples pack up, move they wagons
My style like Bruce Lee, MC's walkin into the +Dragon+
My bald head super sharp, I walk like Telly Savales
Niggaz on a tightrope, they style is off balance
Hyper mental like Larry Davis on the instrumental
Rappers actin poodle, but I'ma drop the kennel
No threats; don't sleep on me you slept on Bernard Goetz
With a Berkowitz twist, your projects heard of this
My unique style retarded, kids smell the piss
With hand grenades I cut your rectum out with razor blades
Emergency please, gorillas bleedin through they knees
My style werewolf - AOWWWWWWWWWW!
I howl on your elevator, open your door, see you late
I drop sticks of dynamite, open your mailbox
Don't look for guns, I paid some crackheads for yo' glocks
Your style berback(?), lion tiger asscrack
No need to worry low prices call me Crazy Eddie
I put the head to sleep and send that brain to Betty
I see ya. I want ya.
Hey, I'm cruising, I'm just moving through.
Doing the things I do.
And it's kinda soothing to be here viewing you 'cos.
Girl you look so good.
And I'm just approving of how you're doing things.
You do them like you do.
Combat, it's a combat, and I bet that u never knew that.
(How am I losing out?)
I'm blown away so far away.
You will always take me higher, higher.
Do you hear what I've got to say?
And it's at times like this.
I know I love you now.
Everytime I see you, I want you, I need you.
I know you need me too.
Say you do.
Do you want somebody to please you, to squeeze you.
To take your hand and to love and not leave you.
Say you do yes you do.
This world we're using and that we're moving through.
We're doing it 2 x 2.
I am only human and I'm pursuing you 'cos.
You're making me feel so good.
Are you disapproving of how I'm moving I'm just.
Getting Through to you.
Combat, it's a combat and I bet that you never knew that.
I'm talking out loud, I'm here to be found
Are you proud of who you are?
I'm making mistakes on the way but I'm trying hard
If we all stand up when the going gets rough
And baby we hold out for better things
Then we all can be the ones who shine on
Everybody knows that
This is my time to say goodbye
I've changed my mind girl
You're never gonna stop me
You're love isn't strong enough
For me to hold on to
I'm caught in a crowd, I'm stuck in the ground
But I just keep moving around
I can turn almost anything bad into something good
If we all stand up when the going gets rough
And baby we hold out for better things
Then we all can be the ones who shine on
Everybody knows that
This is my time to say goodbye
I've changed my mind girl
You're never gonna stop me
You're love isn't strong enough
For me to hold on to
This is the right time to say goodbye
I've changed my mind girl
You're never gonna get it
You're love isn't strong enough
For me to hold on to
So you think that a compromise
Could help you build a better life
The information you have been receiving
Is confused, untrue and not only that
It can make you feel used, make you feel trapped
Don't ever (don't ever), we never (we never)
'Cos living in dreams can hold you back
You better believe we're nothing like that
We all can be the ones who shine on
Everybody knows that
This is my time to say goodbye
I've changed my mind girl
You're never gonna stop me
You're love isn't strong enough
For me to hold on to
This is the right time to say goodbye
I've changed my mind girl
You're never gonna get it
You're love isn't strong enough
For me to hold on to
[Repeat till fade]
[girl:] Oooh baby
[Tim:] Yeah
[girl:] Oooh, mmmh
[Tim:] You like that ?
[girl:] Mmmmh yes
[Tim:] What's my name ?
[girl:] Tim Dog
[Tim:] What's my name ?
[girl:] Tim Dog !
[Tim:] Yeah
[girl:] Mmmmh...pull out your mic baby...let me see your mic
[Tim:] Here it is
[girl:] Oh it's such a big mic, a beautiful mic. Who rocks the mic ?
[CHORUS:]
(Who rocks the mic, who rocks the mic right) Yeah !
(Who can keep it tight every goddamn night, baby) Yeah !
The D-O-G, that's me
Gotta stay hard on the M-I-C
(Who rocks the mic, who rocks the mic right) Yeah !
(Who can keep it tight every goddamn night, baby)
The D-O-G, that's me
You know how I goes deep with this M-I-C
I grew up on the wildside, stress !
Bullet proof vest so instate on my chest
In the projects, South Bronx bound where it went down
Whenever the brothers rap, yo you know I gotta get down
sit down, check out this lyrical massageness
Metaphored phrases so the suckaz can't follow it
Don't bite it, just taste it
My rhymes you won't waste it
You chew it like it's gum
coz I know you want some
of the delicious, bubbleicious
lyrical expeditious
ways that I display that I'm gettin all the kisses
like I'm Hershey, the worst, G
is think that you can hurt me
I shot my A&R; coz the sucha tried to jerk me
Who rocks?
[CHORUS:]
(Who rocks the mic, who rocks the mic right) Yeah !
(Who can keep it tight every goddamn night, baby) Yeah !
The D-O-G, that's me
You know I gotta hit you with this M-I-C
(Who rocks the mic, who rocks the mic right) Yeah !
(Who can keep it tight every goddamn night, baby)
The D-O-G, that's me
You know I go up in with this M-I-C
(The way you do me baby, rock me all night long)
(Come give it to me, boy, you've got it going on)
(The way you do me, rock me all night long)
(You are the one for me)
I tie a rope around my neck
jump off a 50 ft deck
before a rapper think he's gonna disrespect
I come correct
South Bronx nigga from the projects
Home of the free cheese and welfare checks
I snap necks
They call me Van Damme with my hands
I'm the man in case the delyricists don't even understand who I am
The Dog I rip the track like I'm Shaq
so get back before you stick yourself like pretty Tony and the mac
These rappers are wack
but I can never fall or fumble
Just coz I'm Dog doesn't mean I ain't humble
I smash, crash MCs and keep my raps hype
Hey yo, Bull, tell'em who rocks the mic, Aight
[CHORUS:]
(Who rocks the mic, who rocks the mic right) Yeah !
(Who can keep it tight every goddamn night, baby) Yeah !
The D-O-G, that's me
You know how I do on this M-I-C
(Who rocks the mic, who rocks the mic right) Yeah !
(Who can keep it tight every goddamn night, baby)
The D-O-G, that's me
I gotta put it down on the M-I-C
(The way you do me baby, rock me all night long)
(Come give it to me, boy, you've got it going on)
(The way you do me, rock me all night long)
(You are the one for me)
(The way you do me baby, rock me all night long)
(Come give it to me, boy, you've got it going on)
(The way you do me, rock me all night long)
Hasn't anybody told you your time is up and over?
You've broken me down I could never feel the same for you
You could throw your body up into the air
You could be upset but I will be there without you
Oh yeah
I hold you near me but no words are spoken
This is a kinda love I'm dreaming of
If only I could stay
Why don't you tell me how my heart was broken?
Just take up a little time and tell me why
You threw it all away
I set your spirit free
You made a fool of me
Why don't you see, why don't you see, why don't you see?
Hasn't anybody told you your time is up and over?
You've broken me down I could never feel the same for you
You could throw your body up into the air
You could be upset but I will be there without you
Oh yeah
If you could hear just how my heart is beating
It's all out of time so how do I
Start it up again?
But what you tell me will not stop me from leaving
I need a, a little time to step aside to watch you fade away
I set your spirit free
You made a fool of me
Why don't you see, why don't you see, why don't you see?
Hasn't anybody told you your time is up and over?
You've broken me down I could never feel the same for you
You could throw your body up into the air
You could be upset but I will be there without you
Oh yeah
You are my best friend on who I depend
And every little thing I do for you
The memories we share will always be there
A little bit of me will stay with you
Hasn't anybody told you your time is up and over?
You've broken me down I could never feel the same for you
You could throw your body up into the air
You could be upset but I will be there without you
Oh yeah
Hasn't anybody told you your time is up and over?
You've broken me down I could never feel the same for you
You could throw your body up into the air
You could be upset but I will be there without you
Oh yeah
So much for your promises They died the day you let me go
Caught up in a web of lies But it was just too late to know
I thought it was you who would stand by my side
And now you've given me, given me
Nothing but shattered dreams, shattered dreams
Feel like I could run away, run away
From this empty heart
You said you'd die for me
Woke up to reality And found the future not so bright
I dreamt the impossible That maybe things could work out right
I thought it was you who would do me no wrong
And now you've given me, given me
Nothing but shattered dreams, shattered dreams
Feel like I could run away, run away
From this empty heart
You've given me, given me
Nothing but shattered dreams, shattered dreams
Feel like I could run away, run away
From this empty heart
From this empty heart
I thought it was you who said you'd die for love
And now you've given me, given me
Nothing but shattered dreams, shattered dreams
Feel like I could run away, run away
From this empty heart
You've given me, given me
Nothing but shattered dreams, shattered dreams
Feel like I could run away, run away
From this empty heart
You said you'd die for me
I can't believe I ever let you go
And assumed your heart was broken
I wanted a love where I could come and go
Now the door's no longer open
Why don't you take us back to then
No I'll never hurt you again
Now I know you're all I need
You gotta come on and rescue me (yeah, yeah)
Tell me what I should be, yeah
You gotta come on and rescue me
What do you want me to be? (ahh)
I realised that it's hard to be apart
You discovered it could be easy
And all I think of is why get together to break apart
You wonder why you loved me
You gotta come on and rescue me (yeah, yeah)
Tell me what I should be, yeah
You gotta come on and rescue me
What do you want me to be? (ahh)
Oh you're meaning the world to me
And I just wanna get up (get up), make up (make up)
Only you know how to save me
I need you now I need you baby
We'll live forever under the light of the moon, the stars
All things bright
(Tell me what I should do)
We go together heart and mind, we go together don't you find
(You gotta come on and rescue me)
And if you're ever stuck someday
(What do you want me to be?)
Turn around, call my name shout it out and into the air
I will be, I will be, I will be, I will be there
(You gotta come on and rescue me)
[Repeat till fade]
(1) WAY TO GO
Are you coming down to Earth
For the convention of the year?
Everybody is coming from the Universe
Everybody has to be here
From the valleys to the mountains
To the air that we breathe
From the cold to the fire in me
There is nothing I want, nothing I want for myself
There is nothing, nothing for me
We'll find a new land
We'll be the new race
I've got it all planned
We'll live our life on a happier place
We're setting off onto the wide open road
As to final destination, who am I to know?
You gotta pay due care and attention
We're setting off to a new dimension
It's the high and mighty way to go, way to go
We've got leaders, believers fresh from afar
Common are the things we're working on
We're looking to fill the hole in our hearts
It's something everyday that you just don't see
Young and old creatures dying to breathe
Stunned by land bewildered by sea
We're setting off onto the wide open road
As to final destination, who am I to know?
You gotta pay due care and attention
We're setting off to a new dimension
It's the high and mighty way to go, way to go, way to go
You gotta pay due care and attention
We're setting off to a new dimension
It's the high and mighty way to go
Come on, come on
Let's go to see
What lies beyond the mystery
Let yourself go
Set yourself free
Let yourself go
Set yourself free
You gotta pay due care and attention
We're setting off to a new dimension
It's the high and mighty way to go, way to go, way to go
You gotta pay due care and attention
We're setting off to a new dimension
It's the high and mighty way to go
(2) No Place Like Home
Now we're sitting on a star Heaven knows where we are
It's all wonderful so far and everything good happens
Now I'm sitting much too far to see how beautiful you are
To touch your skin, to fall in love with everything that happens
And now I know there is just
No, no, no, no, no place like home
Oh come on, come on now (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Take me home (Can you hear me?)
Beam me up then put me back down
Safe upon a planet that I know
I want to hear the thunder crashing down
To see the rain, to feel the breeze
Planet Earth, I am missing you
Upon your land is where I wanna be
It's everything I have been looking for
Perfection for beyond my dreams
And now it's here and will be forevermore
I just need something to come and bother me
[Repeat till fade]
Time has come to give my life up to those hands
Those hands that I've been praying to
Step inside your mind and in time you will find
We live, we die, we fade into the afterlife
Welcome to the sand, sea, land
I won't soon feel bad
When will you work it out
Why can't you see for clouds
Sail on times we had
It's something that I've never been more scared of
In my whole life, whole life, whole life
I'm just a man who is dying
Time has come to give my life up to those hands
Those hands that I've been praying to
Step inside your mind and in time you will find
We live, we die, we fade into the afterlife
Welcome to the end of all time
It's like a light
It's like a way I feel now
It's something that I've never been more scared of
In my whole life, whole life, whole life
I'm just a man who is dying
Time has come to give my life up to those hands
Those hands that I've been praying to
Step inside your mind and in time you will find
We live, we die, we fade into the afterlife
The light goes down but it's much harder now
To bring my face up from the ground
To smile again
Time has come to give my life up to those hands
Those hands that I've been praying to
Step inside your mind and in time you will find
We live, we die, we fade into the afterlife
(He-he don't break even, but I)
(Bay-b-b-baby)
(Woohooh)
(He-he don't break even, but I)
(I just can't help it, can't help it, I'm falling)
I'm seeming to remember
The day you came and called my heart
I never thought that this could be (this could be)
We we're never meant to go this far
I keep holding on
Even thought its wrong
I can't help it
But I need to know
Should I stay or go?
Coz' I? m looking out for me
I've got time and you can have it all (ohohhh)
I've been waiting patiently for you to call
Coz' I? m looking out for me (me-m-m-me-m-m-me-m-m-me-me-me)
(Bay-b-b-baby)
(I? m falling)
I'm falling
And I just can't help it
I'm falling
Who'd ever thought you'd be the one
That I'd want in my life
That I'd fall in love with
I'm falling (falling)
And I just can't help it
I'm falling
Who'd ever thought you'd be the one
That I'd want in my life
That I'd fall in love with (That I? d fall in love with)
I've been thinking 'bout you lately
And all the things we've said and done
I never thought you were for me (were for me)
I already had my special one
Since you came my way
Nothing feels the same
And I can't help it
And do I stay and lie
Or follow what? s inside?
I know what it's gotta' be
I've got time and you can have it all (ohohhh)
I've been waiting patiently for you to call
I'm falling
And I just can't help it
I'm falling
Who'd ever thought you'd be the one
That I'd want in my life
That I'd fall in love with
I'm falling
And I just can't help it
I'm falling
Who'd ever thought you'd be the one
That I'd want in my life
That I'd fall in love with
(He-he don't break even, but I)
(Bay-b-b-baby)
(Woohooh)
(He-he don't break even, but I)
(I just can't help it, can't help it, it, it)
I'm falling
And I just can't help it
I'm falling
Who'd ever thought you'd be the one
That I'd want in my life
[K] Yeah. P-I-RE-X
[T] Yeahh, hahahaha
[K] cool Keith
[T] It's a brand new year, and we finally made it
[K] Tim Dog
[T] We finally made it boys, to the big time
[K] Yeah
[T] The big time.
[T] We're checkin all our hizzes, and handlin all our business
[K] Handle that
[T] Hey yo, pour me some more of that champagne
[Intro: Tim Dog]
Big time, laced down, diamonds on my wrist
Sippin Dom P in the limousine
Big time, stay crisp, always gettin chips
Makin mad moves with the gangsta lean
[Tim Dog]
Get money, get money, how we live every day
All work, no play, it's an everyday thing, hey
Get the chips aight? No need to flip
Last brother tried to trip got licked with the clip
Rappers runnin up to me sayin, "Yo, keep it real, represent"
Then I say, "Let me see you pay my rent"
Yo I gotta get those dead presidents
Cause rappers in the game ain't makin no sense
You couldn't bust a dollar out of fifteen cents
And now you tryin to front on my jewels and my mint, motherf.
You make me want to hurt somethin
Word to God, I'ma beat you like you stole somethin
But I'ma chill and flex and cash checks and shine my Rolex
and drink wine; cause baby it's time to make the big time
[Chorus: Tim Dog]
Big time, laced down, diamonds on my wrist
Sippin Dom P in the limousine
Big time, stay crisp, always makin chips
Makin big moves with the gangsta lean
[Kool Keith]
You know they small time Tim yo, I blew they cover
I'm bigger than that, I bought them minks for they mother
Willie Bigs massage parlors built in every city
You play games on four-track, your steelo can't MIDI
Your whole entourage is duplicatin "Poppa Large"
With three trailers, Mercedes trucks parked in the garage
You hangin high, you dusted puffin sink lye
My friends are rich, go tell the Feds when you snitch
You fakin moves, with artificial Gotti rules
I'm water repellant, you bounced off my two sacks
My money's in walls, stashed in the mouse cracks
Critics criteria, jealous of my silk interior
I'm big time, with rubber bands built around your mind
My credit is filled in my house packed with ten children
I'm big time
That's right yeah, as I move on, we gotta do this
[Chorus] - 2X
[Tim Dog]
I want to be big time, and make a whole lot of currency
A rich black man is a lot of fun to see
Got mansions with whore stages, paid my workers minimum wages
I'm known for takin a hundred grand, and bustin 'em down in Vegas
I'm the greatest, high rollin player in the industry
My personal bank account, is United States treasury
Fool that'll be, known to any friend or any foe
Yo you gotta make the dough, get the dough, get the dough
Get those hizzes off your mizzind, business is yo' design
Impact wit yo' mack, cause you gotta make it big time
[Chorus] - 2X
[Kool Keith]
I'm not impressed, no quality there, what's on your brain?
You was caught at my table, drinkin cheap champagne
At the fanciest restaurant, your pockets had no cash
At the drop of a dime, I pulled a hundred out my ass
Then fed your stomach, you loved it, your girl slurped it
Drunk my brew, you started rappin soundin doo-doo
You got real personal, asked if we make a million
I fronted two rocks, and gave the monkies two billion
Look at me, my watch, your girl felt my peepee
You know why? I'm big time
(Hahahaha! You're not the mafia Tony, cause me and my friend is)
[Chorus] - 2X
[Tim Dog over Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
So now you know
Gettin money, makin dough
Ha, so don't get it twisted (hahahaha, that's right)
Big time is how we livin (you don't know the families)
Cash is how we live (all of the familes)
Yeah. (we can meet up)
So don't ever forget (have big meetings)
Cause we comin to your town (that's right. you game?)
(Your sicilian brothers will be in - town, will be there)
cool Keith, Big Time
Pimpin REX is, Big Time
Tim Dog, is Big Time
I see you, you see me
Watch you blowin the lines when youre making a scene
Oh girl, youve got to know
What my head overlooks
The senses will show to my heart
When its watching for lies
You cant escape my
Private eyes
Theyre watching you
They see your every move
Private eyes
Theyre watching you
Private eyes
Theyre watching you watching you watching you watching you
You play with words you play with love
You can twist it around baby that aint enough
Cause girl Im gonna know
If youre letting me in or letting me go
Dont lie when youre hurting inside
cause you cant escape my
Private eyes
Theyre watching you
They see your every move
Private eyes
Theyre watching you
Private eyes
Theyre watching you watching you watching you watching you
Why you try to put up a front for me
Im a spy but on your side you see
Slip on, into any disguise
Ill still know you
(Intro: Tim Dog)
Yeahhhhh.
I wanna get some shit off my chest, shit off my chest
I wanna get some shit off my chest, shit off my chest
I wanna get some shit off my chest
(Tim Dog)
I got this rap shit sewn, locked down, from the ground to the sky
From L.A., all the way to Long I
Who am I? That motherfuckin nigga who be dissin
I be rippin motherfuckers like I'm eatin on some chicken
Finger lickin, like I got you out of Sylvia's
Copeland's, Roscoe's, pollo, lo-co
Bo-jangles, Popeye's, even KFC
Yo MC's ain't got no wins when they fuck with D-O-G
I'm dramatic, emphatic - I'm charismatic
I'm down with my niggaz (magnetic, magnetic)
My people, keepin it real, fuckin up your mind
Representin to the fullest, yo I got another rhyme
SHOWTIME, pump more systems than the Alpine
I bet you're thinkin to yourself right now what's on my mind (word)
My mind's fed up, yo I'm dead up
These faggot-ass rappers and these punk bitches gonna get wet up
(WORD!) Runnin round the industry, frontin like they're jiggy
Just because you rap don't make you a piggy
Who is he? Some unknown sucka from the projects
Made a few demos, now you think you got it
Rhymin like Nas (what) lookin like Treach (word?)
Beats mad weak (woo!) hooker can't catch (ha!)
Sayin Def Jam's gonna sign you
You betta get a job and leave that bullshit behind you, WORD
You got some motherfuckin nerve
I shoulda left yo' ass on the god damn curb
But I'ma leave it all the motherfuckin same
And focus my attention on those rappers in the game
NOW, first you made a jam that's hot (hot)
Then you made another then that shit went pop (pop)
Then you made another then that shit had flopped
You deserve exactly what yo' ass got, motherfucker!
Tryin to run after the whites
You used to wear Timbs, now yo' ass is in tights
And every time I see you, all you wanna do is fight
Don't get mad cause my shit is right, aight?
I'm a motherfuckin man like you
You wanna be fake, while I gotta be true (word)
You wanna be the next when you shoulda been you
Now tell me what the FUCK am I supposed to do? BE-ATCH!
(Chorus 2X: Tim Dog) + (Kool Keith)
All I wanna do is rap
Get some trap, and live life kinda fat, that's that
But how could a man just rap
(When the whole fuckin industry is WAK!)
(Interlude: Kool Keith)
Yeah, Kool Keith checkin in
That's right, for you wak motherfuckers I got to show, SKILL
Tell you like it is, gotta get this shit off
(Kool Keith)
This ain't the Grammy awards, ass-tight tuxedos
Niggaz are phony, tryin to act like my peoples
TV stars, Mariah Carey, Janet Jackson
Her brother Michael, feelin babies for some rectum action
Niggaz like Al Green, you can't trust Little Richard.
. little bitchard
Girls today slept with Rock Hudson
The NBA - your favorite ballplayer's turnin gay
Girls go nut, get attracted havin wild sex
In big mansions, Hollywood's unsafe sex
Sniffin coke, movie stars roll in fly cards
Everybody has a card, runs a fake business
I'm that O.J. who gives a fuck about his case
like Madonna, that devil wearin paint on her face
You know the industry has already crossed over sexually
A lot of people turned bumblebee
Sodom and Gomorr', it's time for information
Half of y'all sick sing at the AIDS Foundation
I lay it down clown and take your famous queer crown
Glamour and famous mixed up, you slept with Rod Stewart
Girls get caught, take off they heels for they record deals
Did you get the deal BITCH?
Got served
And you sayyyyyyyyyyy...
(Chorus)
Eh pensado la canción
Eh comprendido la lección
Por eso el titulo de la canción
Es Ultra...,Ultra...
(Coro)
Ultra es mi dolor, ultra es mi
Pasión ultra es mi canción
Ultra es mi dolor, ultra es mi
Pasión ultra es mi canción
Solo una palabra tengo para
Describir mi emoción Ultra.
Es mi infección es mi
Afición es ultra.
(Coro)
Ultra es mi dolor, ultra es mi
Pasión ultra es mi canción,
Y por eso esta canción es Ultra genial!
![The Rolling Stones vocalist Mick Jagger performs with the band at Gillette Stadium in Foxborough, Mass., on Wednesday, Sept. 20, 2006 as they kick off the second half of the "A Bigger Bang Tour" in the United States. (AP Photo/Robert E. Klein)](http://web.archive.org./web/20140320030720im_/http://cdn0.wn.com/ph/img/72/00/e19c09edb53a634b29ae06ad09d8-small.jpg "The Rolling Stones vocalist Mick Jagger performs with the band at Gillette Stadium in Foxborough, Mass., on Wednesday, Sept. 20, 2006 as they kick off the second half of the "A Bigger Bang Tour" in the United States. (AP Photo/Robert E. Klein)")
