Style Wars

Album cover art for "Style Wars" by Kool Keith

Kool Keith - Rap

Style Wars

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[Verse 1: Kool Keith] The hottest train, I got it on like Amtrak What I do laid back after this Red carpet moment, start, release Go on everything, on the pop charts Break rap open like Kellogg Pop-Tarts Get the hard towel Collect the gators, all of the Mauris out the Nile River Just a style giver (He's back) Girls dancin' in the middle Rappers workin' for that DoorDash, door-to-door deliver Knock on doors and they ring bells Sit on floors, put barrettes with they hair gel We buy other brands above Ramenwell Who out? I guess they a name in hell Super-hit songwriter Ask everybody in Billboard, I'm not a liar Fierce ear stretch action Even when you vacate in the Aspens Skiin' on slopes One verse buy forty people a mink coat First, gotta go in the booth, who don't need dope? Tour all over France like Jack Chan She smack my tennis balls back with the backhand Now she usin' her left hand [Chorus: Kool Keith] Who wanna ski so high on a snowboard? Who wanna ski so high on a snowboard? Who wanna ski so high on a snowboard? Who wanna ski so high on a snowboard? Who wanna ski? [Interlude: Tash] Uh-huh One, two, one, three Y'all know what time it is Grant Shapiro Catash [Verse 2: Tash] I rep Liquid even when I'm by myself I stopped drinkin' 'cause money can't buy my health Shout out to Boot Camp, rest in peace Sean Price I'm like Neighborhood Nip, I been rhymin' all my life Let's get to the money, that's what my nigga Ro said We started Smokaholics and now we makin' more bread Why get a diamond and plant it in my forehead When I could crack a bitch if I pulled up on a moped? Beep-beep, we in this bitch deep And it looks like your girl's got a lot of booty sleep So the only thing to do is get it crackin' where you stand at Look at where her hand at, and I ain't even plan that But that's what you get when you fuckin' with Catastro Not your ordinary-day type of rapper with a blapper That has to have security to block the immaturity My flows is uncut, you could check my shit for purity [Outro: Tash] Drink, drink, we drunk, we drunk, drunk Drink, drink, we drunk, we drunk, drunk, haha You know I'm lyin', I don't drink no more, hahaha

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Credits

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  • Kool Keith
  • Tash (Tha Alkaholiks)
  • Grant Shapiro