Check check check, Kool A.D. best rapper in the world

Check check check, Kool A.D. best rapper in the world

Check check check, Kool A.D. best rapper in the world

Ok wassup, hey wassup...

[Verse]

Y'all bust on planets untouched by human animals, ravishing

Styles upon styles upon vanishing points

My joints is un-fuck-withable like abstinence

Christ-like passionate

Twice as nice as the last kid

Slice and dice all the iceberg lettuce heads up in the salad

I flip cabbage in the cole slaw, my soul raw, son

I'm of that like De La, your boy stay above rap like Hey Ya, woah woah

Y'all none of the above now, um, pay the god

My flavor is savory odd, my tooth sweet

I true seek and soothe-seek, I mean soothe-speak, true

Yes, that too!

New futures, mayne, I sew game with new sutures, main

The new slavery is occasionally chainless

Basically it's paved with fakery, and we pace in newspaper-lined cages

Who takes the time to make the crime waves? It's a complex question

Minds supplied with the wrong text is weapons

The question becomes which direction to step in

Walk with the confidence of gods, but sill cautious

All rap is conscious, fall back, I got this

Mostly I just overstand the rawness

Underdig the awesome, oversmell the flowers as they blossom

Underfeel the powers of the cosmos and shit

I feel like Osmosis Jones in a topless whip

Chris Rock, the white blood cell

Blood for oil, big business and blood sells and all that

Yo, free all the people locked in prisons for drug sales

Arms are for hugs, but arm yourself in case the hugs fail

You know, when the fake thugs bail and the cake goes stale and the...

Yo, felons on Section 8 stay in jail even if they *can* post bail, man

It ain't no fair, mayne

But who said it was? Look man...

I don't know, cuz