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Cuidado por favor

[Verse 1: Kool A.D.]

Peep the sensualidad of my ambiance

Gravitas from the top to the Adidas

Ay, try to photocopy the photograph

You don't know the half

Don't go the path if you don't know the math

Sometimes I sniff powders and fold my soul in half

And laugh as I sip from the golden flask

And lamp in a stolen Pathfinder sipping grass

Trying to reach behind the ass and touch that vagina

Yo, my bad, I'm clowning, son

Take problems and drown them in rum

Ha, yeah, plus ginger ale

Kool so Singer, too big to fail

Oceanic, I'm Shamu, the killer whale

Marine World Africa, splash splash I'm a dolphin

Big and 'Pac mixed in a cauldron with Leonard Maltin

It nonstop, it don't halt, man

Fuck with 3 Women like I'm Robert Altman

Wrote this on a train on a iPhone

Just like I was Rick Ross or something

Oh my god, dude, I'm totally fucking awesome

Yo I do it for the kids who are awesome too

Broly gnarly

Broly, broly, broly, gnarly

Radical, radical

Go Niners and Raiders too

Fuck one-liners, I do mo-liners and haters you

Better watch the fuck out

You're really stupid, you're suckers and you fucking suck, and you suck, man

I'd fucking punch you in the face and fight you

I don't like you-nah wait, yo

But hush the records go gold yo, I'm so Midas

Shout to Run-D.M.C. and Emmanuel Jal

The kid lamping at some annual ball all cleaned up

Or at the mall all leaned up

Watch this here, I'm all creamed up

Whatever, yo

I was born to write a hook but I don't feel like it, yo

I'm so Murphy Lee

Y'all know my government

Guido puppet wunderkind

Kiefer fucking Sutherland, 24

I'm Eddie Murphy, 48 and plenty more

Catch me at the penny store

Buying art supplies

3 or 4 stacks for my pictures so far

Sometimes the art lies, but the numbers don't

Like they under oath

Shout to mom and poppa, your son's a GOAT

The acronym

Ask the kid

Any question

Any question, take a crack at him

Yo, listen to his answers and laugh at them

Like jokes

I got a Sixth Sense, yo, I see white folks

I got a sick sense of humor like white jokes

When I kick it with rich bitches I sniff nice coke

[Sample] [laughing] Oh, but seriously...

[Kool A.D.]

Amaze 88 otra vez, otra vez

Amaze 88, Kool A.D., best rapper, check it out, yo yo yo

[Verse 2: Kool A.D.]

Yo, bruise blood, come out to show them

Ladies love Kool

Chris Dorner on the corner

Nat Turner with a burner

The up-turner

The upsetter

The up-getter

Tan man from the land of the chuck weather

Chicken heads cluck and just slide off the duck feathers

Nut the fuck up, get your bucks better

Or do whatever, whatever

Give fucks? Never that

Hate mail senders never get a letter back

Souls get snatched like rats by clever cats

Put it on the trap and you might not ever get the cheddar back

You want me on the track? You better get a stack

Or 2 or 3 or 4 or more

Most of these rappers is whack but I ain't mad at you or me or your boring ass team

Or whatever, yo

Give a fuck? Never that

Get cream, or whatever

We all dream of a better type of scheme and scene

And so we scheme on the measures to get us there

Do you, they might look at you funny, but let them snare

I mean, stare

A snare is a drum

Forgive me, I'm dumb

Yo, tell them sit down in a chair

And drink some rum

And get them some

Cause even if they looked they wouldn't see you cause basically you're never there

Or better yet, tell them get a beer

Or better than that, some Everclear

And shed a tear

Pay for a better year

The go-getters of yesteryear

Often are not better here

In the present

Kool A.D.,

Kick it presently

For all of you to see

Look at me

[Outro: Kool A.D.]

Yes yes, and you don't stop

Yes yes, and you don't stop

Amaze 88 on the little rap hip-hop beats that you're listening to

Yo