Watch Your Back

(singing:UHUHUH!) (Gunshots) Reporter: This job closed out indeffinitly! Ced Gee: Check out this rap beat (Repeat 3x:YING HO!) Kool Keith: I turn my radio on, than turn it off Cause rappers are gettin' wack now, I'm commin' back now Step aside and hear from Rhythm X now, but not later I'm totally awsome And brain damage, I totally caused them Doo Doo on the microphone, I'm passing tissue Blow up my new style, and bust the issue While rappers get a ticket and form a line doe, but they can't see my thoughts are hard to find doe As I step back and urinate on MC's, awww I have to shake off my "pee pee" As you get dumb, your fifth mind gets sleepy Now dont you jock, and here's a number to beep me One at a time, get your papers and pens out Rappers with contacts, I'm pullin' your lens out Rectum out, any hole I check dem out Stabbing your brain with a nice sharp rhyme, but can't hang and further wasting time And that video, commin' out on the radio Wacky though, screamin' hard and silly though What can I say, when I'm hearin' your wack tape I copy, or duplicate, and how 'bout a remake Remix, refix, regroup, resound, rewind Take it out of my tape deck, cause I'm not impressed with the dutie you makinHollerin', screamin', steady shoutin' your lungs out Who cares, you sound stupid and bugged out With that same concepts, same rhyme, same style Look in the mirror, and listen close for a while As I flow, change my rhythm and show 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, MC's The miracle, dope and hype, that political not your type Rappers beware, Watch Your Back (Chorus repeat 3x: YING HO!) (Kool Keith) As I sneak up a step two, walk and suprize you Look on stage and see the X behind you Rappers know the deal, they makin' toy money Doin' promo, gigs for little boy money I know the game, but they tryin' to flex though The can't fool, the betterin' Rhythm X though Cause I'm tour, tourin' Europe and Denmark While you in New York, bitin' hard on my pen mark Copyin' rhymes, tryin' to be like Kool Keith I'll battle myself, now tell me is that cool chief While I lay calm, collect my cash from Polygram I treat MC's, like a girl with a diaphram No time for happy rhymes, dancin' and stinkinYou'll never know what the X'll be thinkinWhile I move quick though, to find me a victo Posse of rappers, watch me show 'em who's slick though Give 'em my old style, switch and than complicate it How many brains are smart enough to reduplicate it You can't think striaght, and she can't see straight Look in the toilet, I'll bet you both can't pee straight Girl rapper 1, male solo 2, look at the odds and bring a group and a crew Cause I'm ready, runnin' hot like a thorough bread But you can't win, and beat the X with an arrow head Cause I ride around and check MC's like detectives Look at my fouls, check the other perspectives While I get a pen and mark an X on a wack list X on popcharts, and some on blacklists Many wanna perpatrate, your crossin' over Soundin' like babyface, yo flip 'em rover But I don't sing, and on a song like pebbles Acontradict, and talk stupid like rebels Tell me somethin', did you clock at the right time? Cause I get deppressed, and hit MC's with the right rhyme Look at you buggin', get me down with a fantasie Gangsta mac, yo probably lookin' at politics Circus clown, prostitutes on stage Watch Your Back (Chorus Repeat 2x) (Kool Keith) See I'ma pluck your card, you ain't sellinPromotion and billboards, who you tellinHype as the hypest, as hype as you can get You still wack, don't try to lie to me black So what you get jerked, stupid pictures and word up But I like a compasit, "pee pee" on them and tear 'em up ? please, Im on my ? I read for education, and metaphor, who cares who not I'd rather stay on the ground Cause money is green, and truth is the funky sound Don't even bother tryin' to gossip and diss me Cause I'mma get mad and throw a rhyme and a stunt gun And shock up your brain, and show your baby I got one Beware, I'm stashin' piece like a scrambler The hypest, dopest, the metaphor gambler As I move, checkmate, and tap on a time clock My rhythm is flowin', stupid fast and a rhyme ? But you look dumb, stupid, silly and fool boy You better go back, take your rhymes to school boy Learn to stop, Jock it a while, bite it a while See the X on his capitols, Check it out Take the mic on stage, What You Back (Chorus repeat 4x)