F - u m. f.
Kool Keith Lyrics
F - u m. f. by Kool Keith
So what you got your first deal?
Who you signed with, nigga?
Epic?
Def jam?
I don't give a f**k if you're with warner bros.
Who you signed with, nigga?
Muthaf**kin loud?
Interscope, columbia, sony, 550
f**k it if you're with dreamworks
And if is, your in-house commercial-ass producers
Can suck out the interior out of my dick
Y'all still 75, that ain't no new sh*t
Fake-ass wanna-be hip-hop sh*t
Don't worry about who the f**k I hang with
Jealous muthaf**kas
I'm tired of niggas fooling muthaf**kas
Actin like they drug dealers
All you rappers fantasizin that jewelry and car sh*t
You can pull the speedos and suck my dick
Tell your corny fans who believe that sh*t
Lick the back of my ass quick
I'ma shut faggots down
Especially muthaf**kas with that gay-ass production
New millenium homo sound
Smack the sh*t out of you for doin that wack-ass sh*t you do
50 bodyguards surround you
Keepin men that f**k you in the ass around you
Standin like you runnin sh*t, you ain't the f**kin president
Posin with ugly b**ches in your video who take aids medicine
You don't wanna f**k with me or rock with me
Or rhyme on any block with me
f**k the rap museum
I should be on the wall next to run-d.m.c.
Between public enemy
Some a**holes jealous me
I don't care no more about your lyrics
The average mc is bullsh*t, I don't hear it
f**k you talkin about you rap with a good spirit
I make rappers intimidated
Over wack-ass beats they get motivated, some have ministrated
Even suburban kids copy your sh*t and duplicate it
My balls you now cherish
By some new-ass mc about to perish
Type of muthaf**ka to eat a lotta celery
Your cd was butter-soft - what you tellin me?
A bunch of 'n sync type of fans hyped you up like bill bellamy
A b**ch like you would rhyme with a curfew
Niggas with real sh*t will hurt you
The girl scout club I refer you
Bastard you
Your man rap, new nigga, he's wack, f**k you
Stay low, I'm above you
Erase your sh*t, I don't dub you
f**k you
f**k you
Muthaf**ka
f**k you
Muthaf**ka
f**k you
Yeah
You been rappin for 20'000 years
And you ain't got your f**kin deal yet?
What the f**k
Don't take your problems out on me
And the rest of you muthaf**kas
Walkin around lookin like some old alien niggas
Muthaf**ka, I pull your face off
'bout to show you what the f**k you look like
Cause you keep it real
Too real muthaf**kin broke
2001
Nobody was sayin that sh*t when I was payin for them f**kin hot wings
Hope you burn your f**kin lips
f**k you
Muthaf**ka
f**k you
Muthaf**ka
f**k you
Muthaf**ka
f**k you
a**hole
Popular Songs
It's A Man's Man's Man's World
by James Brown I Feel Good
by James Brown Do-Re-Mi
by Sound Of Music Rainbow Connection
by Muppets So Long, Farewell
by Sound Of Music Sixteen Going On Seventeen
by Sound Of Music You Give Me Fever
by Peggy Lee The heart of worship
by Matt Redman Time Warp
by Horror Rocky The Rocky Road To Dublin
by Dubliners
by James Brown I Feel Good
by James Brown Do-Re-Mi
by Sound Of Music Rainbow Connection
by Muppets So Long, Farewell
by Sound Of Music Sixteen Going On Seventeen
by Sound Of Music You Give Me Fever
by Peggy Lee The heart of worship
by Matt Redman Time Warp
by Horror Rocky The Rocky Road To Dublin
by Dubliners
A-Z Lyrics Universe
Lyrics / song texts are property and copyright of their owners and provided for educational purposes.