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Still The Best

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  • 作词 : Matlin, Thornton
    Yeah
    American and european, national champion
    Kool keith, you know who i am
    The master man, willie biggs, big status
    Droppin nine-six and seven, big status
    Skill.. lotto winners
    I taught new york city, the five boroughs how to rap
    You can take that back, and pull them thongs our your rectum crack
    I'm +poppa large+, big daddy, big ***** in a caddy
    Retro petrol, i run that whole metro-politan area,
    Burnin ya, the style is scarin ya
    You don't know, and half of y'all brothers can't flow
    I'm texas swift, down south, they call me frankie joe
    Keep pushin rigs, mack trucks, drop off your girl's wigs
    I'm strictly business, no gimmicks, a rhymin expert
    No common style, or wack logo, cheap hip-hop shirt
    You best to be prepared, paperclips, on your mouth
    I rock virginia, tag atlanta, 95 south
    Then hit miami, let the girls feel my stiff jammy
    I'm national kid, girls like the way i dress
    Chorus: kool keith (repeat 2x)
    I'm still the best, i'm still the best, east to west
    Joe kingpin, big stack, money willie biggs
    [kool keith]
    Superfly get back, your whole group is +freddie's dead+
    Rap style pee stain, like yellow spots on your bed
    I'm jay gloom, on the strets, still walkin doo doo
    You can't stop me, step off, now let your girl jock me
    I ride a bus and tail just like a kawasaki
    Motorcycles with big gloves, i'm here to damage ya
    Political style flop, your child play is amateur
    Yo take that word, i rip your anus, youse a herb
    I get in rectum, zoom focus on your whole room
    Wear green capes and walk in clubs like i'm dr. dooom
    Handblock double switch monkey style, flying horsemen
    Crab leg, walk on top of rappers, then i cross men
    I be the silver surfer, glidin with a fly leather
    Wig, gold chains, my glasses fog in the rainy weather
    We do this like brutus, i make you say, "who dis?"
    The man on the mic's right, cover your styles tonight
    I do my duty destruct, take skin off your booty
    Masquerade man is ill, keith spinnin reel to reel
    Who play the number tonight? i put six on a five
    Shoulda combinated, go ahead baby
    Chorus 2x
    Big willie, big willie
    Big willie-heyyyeah-heyyy
    Big willie, big willie
    Big willie heiyyyyyy
    [kool keith]
    You're not competition, no joke, i know your kinfolks
    That sloppy gotti style just a bowl of wheat oats
    No matter how mean or point blank hard you look
    I cover my eye, retarded bugged like i'm captain hook
    Like vincent price, i'm nice, i bake and coke you twice
    Your crew is rat turd, your parakeet flow is bird
    At my night show lick my pubic hair, tell me word
    I'm basic nasty, with tight moves, smart like lassie
    Classical winner bass, pumpin while your sound is thinner
    I kick back, with drawers off, invite your girl to dinner
    Get ***y raw, the champagne pours even more
    No forcefield, i rhyme erotic, feel myself on tour
    I'm so delicate, countin cash, too intelligent
    Yeah, i bought the dream book
    Gon' play what i got to play tomorrow
    Do this right, yeah
    Chorus 2x
    Best, east to west
    Best, east to west, big willliehaeyyy
    Best, east to west
    Best, east to west, hooo hoo ho hoooo
    Best, east to west
    Best, east to west, heyyyy heyy, heyyy heyy, heyyy heyyaheahhh
  • 作词 : Matlin, Thornton
    Yeah
    American and european, national champion
    Kool keith, you know who i am
    The master man, willie biggs, big status
    Droppin nine-six and seven, big status
    Skill.. lotto winners
    I taught new york city, the five boroughs how to rap
    You can take that back, and pull them thongs our your rectum crack
    I'm +poppa large+, big daddy, big ***** in a caddy
    Retro petrol, i run that whole metro-politan area,
    Burnin ya, the style is scarin ya
    You don't know, and half of y'all brothers can't flow
    I'm texas swift, down south, they call me frankie joe
    Keep pushin rigs, mack trucks, drop off your girl's wigs
    I'm strictly business, no gimmicks, a rhymin expert
    No common style, or wack logo, cheap hip-hop shirt
    You best to be prepared, paperclips, on your mouth
    I rock virginia, tag atlanta, 95 south
    Then hit miami, let the girls feel my stiff jammy
    I'm national kid, girls like the way i dress
    Chorus: kool keith (repeat 2x)
    I'm still the best, i'm still the best, east to west
    Joe kingpin, big stack, money willie biggs
    [kool keith]
    Superfly get back, your whole group is +freddie's dead+
    Rap style pee stain, like yellow spots on your bed
    I'm jay gloom, on the strets, still walkin doo doo
    You can't stop me, step off, now let your girl jock me
    I ride a bus and tail just like a kawasaki
    Motorcycles with big gloves, i'm here to damage ya
    Political style flop, your child play is amateur
    Yo take that word, i rip your anus, youse a herb
    I get in rectum, zoom focus on your whole room
    Wear green capes and walk in clubs like i'm dr. dooom
    Handblock double switch monkey style, flying horsemen
    Crab leg, walk on top of rappers, then i cross men
    I be the silver surfer, glidin with a fly leather
    Wig, gold chains, my glasses fog in the rainy weather
    We do this like brutus, i make you say, "who dis?"
    The man on the mic's right, cover your styles tonight
    I do my duty destruct, take skin off your booty
    Masquerade man is ill, keith spinnin reel to reel
    Who play the number tonight? i put six on a five
    Shoulda combinated, go ahead baby
    Chorus 2x
    Big willie, big willie
    Big willie-heyyyeah-heyyy
    Big willie, big willie
    Big willie heiyyyyyy
    [kool keith]
    You're not competition, no joke, i know your kinfolks
    That sloppy gotti style just a bowl of wheat oats
    No matter how mean or point blank hard you look
    I cover my eye, retarded bugged like i'm captain hook
    Like vincent price, i'm nice, i bake and coke you twice
    Your crew is rat turd, your parakeet flow is bird
    At my night show lick my pubic hair, tell me word
    I'm basic nasty, with tight moves, smart like lassie
    Classical winner bass, pumpin while your sound is thinner
    I kick back, with drawers off, invite your girl to dinner
    Get ***y raw, the champagne pours even more
    No forcefield, i rhyme erotic, feel myself on tour
    I'm so delicate, countin cash, too intelligent
    Yeah, i bought the dream book
    Gon' play what i got to play tomorrow
    Do this right, yeah
    Chorus 2x
    Best, east to west
    Best, east to west, big willliehaeyyy
    Best, east to west
    Best, east to west, hooo hoo ho hoooo
    Best, east to west
    Best, east to west, heyyyy heyy, heyyy heyy, heyyy heyyaheahhh