14th Song on the Album

[Kool Keith] Yeah, the 14th song on the album Yeah... Kool Keith My flow is cut even like Steve Harvey's toupee Ask Tech & Sway Christmas all year long, I will ban Santa I don't care if you perform your first hit in the Copacabana I study the weight class, watch 'em bite behind the neck You gotta stick and move Don't let a gorilla get you against the ropes, with a banana The same rappers hate my twist and turns Awkward Uptown Bronx style, star vocals jab like Tommy Hearns Extravagant lifestyle rap, only the poor people love it Your refurbished talk is not my concern Spray Polo cologne on you well You don't wanna step in the lobby when a professional check in the hotel The 14th track on the album The 14th track on the album The 14th track on the album Don't let the trophies and awards fool you With the wet behind your ears organziation, who's gonna school you? I'm a true inner city scout With version talent that's not ready, you're gonna lose too Waste a lot of distribution money Another face on the magazine out of nowhere Lookin retarded and funny Two kids 19 years old with long sideburns Look like my grandfather's dad, fresh from go 'head and brag Drop them same lyrics, a tough guy, I kill everybody Glock drag In a garbage bag, wipe your buttcrack with a zig-zag The 14th track on the album The 14th track The 14th track on the album White tie affair, I ban your tux You think you're doin somethin eatin at the Grand Deluxe? Your verses to me is worth 10 bucks With a corny image that sucks I pray heavy by the pond, I find those Donald Ducks Who move in armored trucks Uncircumcised cats with lame tracks Got the nerve to press CD's and try to go to wax The 14th track on the album The 14th track on the album The 14th track on the album The 14th track on the album, whassup J you did a good job