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














