Running For Congress

Running For Congress Lyrics

[Kool Keith: slowed down]
The Commi$$ioner
The motherf**kin Commi$$ioner
Again~!
I'm detrimental to your house like a restaurant
with rat turds on the shelf from sacramental down to the delf
Niggaz like y'all scared of the dark, I told you
You won't close the door and grab a roll of sh*t by yourself
And blaze your a**hole with two logs of fire
when you spit by yourself, no hiccups and belches
Just grape juice from Welch's, the brand heat up
On your ass like a horse you felt this
like the bump over your eye become a cyst
Everybody in the vocal booth with a chain around they neck
watch on they arm is on my sh*tlist
I send a gorilla to put his cock up your ass
You don't forget this
Your favorite top MC carry my dick when I p**s
It's not the mic stand goin up your nose, it's the dris
The public, the lesbians got to kiss

[Chorus: Kool Keith - normal