KOOL KEITH - Master Of The Game lyrics
rate me* parts featuring roger are listed {in brackets}<br><br>Yeah..<br>{he's the master of the game!}<br>From the south bronx<br>I've been doin this<br>{all the girls know his name}<br>All the way from the northeast, to the west<br>Down south, miami florida<br>{he's the master of the game!}<br>Jacksonville {jacksonville}<br>Tallahassee {tallahassee}<br>Master of the game<br>{in the rappin hall of fame!}<br><br>[kool keith]<br>Like tag team, back again<br>Here we go, with a flow, get dealt with quick<br>Now joe I know my rap style pro<br>Let em know, with the quickness, y'all need to witness<br>Step to the side, y'all mind y'all business<br>Exercise, like physical fitness<br>Ride through, I glide through<br>Bass pump to the trunks inside you<br>We move it quickly, rap styles swift b<br>Cadillac rollin, neck full gold and<br>Crafty and nasty, can't put it past me<br>Step with skills, better call your family<br>Turn adverse worse, climb in the first verse<br>Move when I back it up, attack and I smack it up<br>Girls connectin it, ultra legend and<br>Why y'all rhymes soft, fruity affectionate<br>I keep steppin and, boost my rep again<br>Speed up, go slow, you got the next then<br>Do the la bamba, turn to mexican<br>Swift to shift up, change the pitch up<br>Dj mix ups, your face get fixed up<br>Nuts get licked up, quickly, strictly<br><br>Chorus: repeat 2x<br><br>{he's the master of the game!} {the master}<br>{all the girls know his name}<br>{he's the master of the game!} {the master}<br>{in the rappin hall of fame!}<br><br>[kool keith]<br>I'm warnin, watch yo' backpack mack<br>Yo' crack lack facts I attacks yo' wax<br>So fast you press up mess up step up<br>Through this when I do this<br>I'm the smoothest when I groove it speedy<br>Turn back yo, don't try to be greedy<br>Houston, tex, out of new york city<br>Girls get pretty, go lickin them titties<br>Astrofunk it revolve in the trunk and<br>Party's live, might turn into somethin<br>Let them know though, I'm still pro dough<br>Companies what, wanna sign me solo<br>It's keith you need, let your man try to read<br>Ease the bleed, shut up animal feed<br>Step to keith, let you know what it be g<br>Cruiser shades, at the bar can't see me<br>Crispy atoms, grab em, pat em<br>Suckers don't know, how bad I'm madam<br>Turn and flex and servin necks and<br>Indiana wrecks then fools wanna flex and<br>Y'all won't know when I pull up in a lex and<br>Mastercards, with ceritified checks and<br>Bank bills, fly rims in the hills<br>Y'all get cups, get more refills<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[kool keith]<br>Check your watch, now watch me partner<br>Start to welcome back kids like kotter<br>Move your pants, while I rock a little harder<br>Hoes and foes, hit em all with blows<br>Watch girls work it, movin unopposed<br>Hip to flip, throw the thing to they lip<br>When I dress, yes, put em all to the test<br>Rock a suede vest, pink jewels on my chest<br>Rappin, clappin, fingers start snappin<br>Watch how you actin, I'm rubbin on the back<br>And mc's is slack and your groups sound wack<br>Where'd you turn b? nobody burn me<br>Style get complex, why you concerned b? <br>I'm your chalkboard, now you can learn me<br>Round and round and big bass soundin<br>Down south hustler, big bass poundin<br>East west, top down to the bone<br>Motorola, on my cellular phone<br>Change the tone, get up out my zone<br>Movin next to you, rhyme will flex to you<br>Stop I'm overdue, jumpin over you<br>Status gold, to the baddest bro<br><br>Chorus<br><br>{he's the master} {masterrr}<br>{master} {kool keith}<br>{he's the master} {masterrr}<br>{master} {koooool keith, koooool keith, koooool keith}<br>{kool keith!}
