Kool Keith Quotes About Rap

Quotes about: Rap

• You need a bad operation.
  Gimme the scissors, hammer, flame.

  Kool Keith

  Rap, Flames, Hip Hop

• Dallas Mavericks want me as a bald-headed 5' 8" guard with a 95" vertical.
  Vince Carter respect my legs, ask Shawn Kemp.

  Kool Keith

  Rap, Hip Hop, Dallas

• Starstruck with one buck, your girl look like Donald Duck.

  Kool Keith

  Girl, Rap, Ducks

• I wear black while suckers wear pink.

  Kool Keith

  Rap, Hip Hop, Black

• I call you once...you never dialed back.
  Twice...you never dialed back.
  Saturday morning, live, I'm on Soul Train, talkin' to Don Cornelius.
  
  Saturday night, my phone rings...
  Saturday night, I won't answer.
  Saturday night, my phone rings again...
  Saturday night, I don't answer.

  Kool Keith

  Morning, Rap, Night

• Think about it, if you was there standing looking at me.
  What would you do, if I hit your face with dog doo-doo?

  Kool Keith

  Dog, Rap, Thinking

• I drop styles on ears...the public bite 'em.
  Not many went to school, so the dummies wouldn't write 'em.
  They say, "Yo Keith! You're Kool, you usin' big words!"
  I went to college, I'm even more stupid, herb.

  Kool Keith

  Stupid, Rap, Writing

• I come prepared with the white suit and stethoscope,
  Listen to your heartbeat, delete beep beep BEEP.
  Your insurance is high, but my price is cheap.

  Kool Keith

  Rap, White, Hip Hop

• I get atomic, hypo-galactical...
  Word to mom, I'm in my own world.
  Galaxy rays? Powerful.

  Kool Keith

  Mom, Powerful, Rap

• They use the simple back and forth, the same, old rhythm That a baby can pick up, and join, right with 'em. But their rhymes are pathetic, they think they copacetic Using nursery terms, at least not poetic.

  Kool Keith

  Baby, Rap, Simple

• Rhyme to kill, rhyme to murder, rhyme to stomp,
  Rhyme to ill, rhyme to romp,
  Rhyme to smack, rhyme to shock, rhyme to roll,
  Rhyme to destroy anything, toy boy.
  On the microphone:
  I'm Poppa Large, big shot on the East Coast.

  Kool Keith

  Rap, Boys, Hip Hop

• Infrareds on little people standing with some big heads,
  I was Captain Kirk, walkin' with a black t-shirt.
  LAPD, the nurse asked did my knee hurt?
  I was in pain, little Martians tryin' ta take my brain,
  Hospitals came, detectives wrote down my name.
  I was to blame, my life never been the same.
  A true story; I tell ya, it'll never bore me.
  My classmate died, my other friend named Cory
  Drinkin' 40s, he jumped out the project window,
  Stabbed himself with a yellow number 2 pencil.

  Kool Keith

  Hurt, Pain, Rap

• Now my helmet's on, you can't tell me I'm not in space.

  Kool Keith

  Rap, Space, Hip Hop

• Shakespeare's gone, don't even think about it.

  Kool Keith

  Rap, Thinking, Hip Hop

• Business money reattaches worldwide
  Deep inside stops the diamond rocks
  In a million world, billion world, quitrillion world
  Rap moves on to the year three thousand

  Kool Keith

  Rap, Moving, Rocks

• I didn't think of rap with that type of south feel and that look and the hay and all that.

  Kool Keith

  Rap, Thinking, Hay

• I thought of rap I thought of Grand Master Flash and I thought of about what they went through.

  Kool Keith

  Rap, Masters, Flash

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