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Get off my elevator!
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(Security will escort you out the building)
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Get off my elevator!
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(That woman is very nosey)
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I choose my subjects, personal man, that's what I want to write
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Critics critique, I compel that lots of rappers weak
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'97 I blacked out, he's paying all my rent
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Larger than hip-hop, you watch me like the president
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No feedback on R&B scams motivate me
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With stretch marks around your gut plus I know you hate me
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Guard your feet, lose celulite, I'm a come complete
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Work off your stomach pounds with super sonic stomach sounds
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That's word to hoss, animal heads, stupid fly gorilla
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I get pros vexed, on ghetto clicks I get iller
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Guard your rab mics, my style shine like zebra stripes
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Right in your forehead, my word becomes a real missle
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I be hanging in back doors like Rose's toilet tissue
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Hydrolic engines blow flies out your left window
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Your rap is catnip with slob dropping on the pillow
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Shut your face, shut your mouth like pigeons floying south
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I'm rolling rampart, the bottom kids where you start
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Get off my two sacks, light your pipes, load your cracks
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Get off my elevator!
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(Security will escort you out the building)
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Get off my elevator!
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(That woman is nosey, trying to find out business)
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Get off my elevator!
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(Security will escort you out my building)
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Get off my elevator!
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(That woman is nosey, trying to find out more business)
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You're rapping wackey, your whole wardrobe, your colored food stamps
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Department of agriculture scheming like a vulture
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I burn your sideburns off on tracks like John Shaft
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You be counting your pubic hairs trying to do the math
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Like mascot, you front your ashy face and black beat
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Studio platic melts panties sweating street heat
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I'll be there like Vladimir packing in your ear
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Dr. Smith, Will Robinson make you say "Oh dear"
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I take your tour bus, treat you like infested puss
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Lima beans drop down and grease your dirty jeans
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National thunderstorms, step up and find your power
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Your records hot melt like yogurt and you smell sour
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Get my reels, Ampex, a-DAT system flex
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You got polio knees, lock fell on Soul Train
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The anser is Anorex, punks I'll flip your brain
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Like Don Cornelious, I hide behind the scenes
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Make you lick my hot dogs with ketchup on two beans
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I censorship real quick and feed your family cabbage
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Make you thought eat ham hocks, tuna out the garbage
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Blind your range with tones, your radio sounds strange
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Eat out your rear bag, snatch ribs out your wild coyote
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Tell Bob to pay me, the company boss still owe me
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But Capitol built walls, built fences
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I come for my check, don't lower your defenses
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Get off my elevator!
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(Security will escort you out my building)
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Get off my elevator!
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(You are very nosey and un-highclassed)
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Get off my elevator!
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(Security will definitely esort you away from my building)
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Get off my elevator!
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(You'll be shipped away in a cop car)
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Elevation, I want elevation beyond elevation yes!
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Elevation, elevation, past elevation
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Elevation, elevators elevating elevation
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Get Off My Elevator
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Kool Keith |