Black Elvis Lyrics by Kool Keith

Black Elvis Lyrics

    [kool keith]
    Yeah!
    For the 2000 (2000)
    Black elvis (black elvis)
    We get raw with this (hand me my guitar)
    Tour bus packed (tour bus packed)

    Black elvis, recordin in the 48-track studio
    Madison square garden soundcheck, to speak direct
    Fans in the upper level, backstage passes
    Wearin diamonds around my glasses, leather coat
    Thirty thousand from wilson, countin the mill's
    I'm talkin to andre harrell with a chaffeur drivin me around
    In the green rolls royce, parked parallel, on fifth avenue
    Steppin in bloomingdale's, waitin for celine dion to get her nails done
    Tour dates start tommorrow, mci send the cash through wells fargo
    Black elvis, 28 g's a night
    Tour bus with the motley crue, who gon' stop who?
    Rock star don't need no tattoo
    Guitar out of the sharp, fender bass with the stratocaster
    With prodigy, rage against the machine, flyin over the atlantic ocean
    With the potion

    Chorus: kool keith

    Black elvis, rock star, walkin down broadway
    What y'all thinkin about?
    Black elvis, rock star, walkin down broadway
    Chillin in the project hallway

    (repeat 1.5x)

    [kool keith]
    Tour bus, painted neon green with black wheels
    We do big wheels, count big head franklin bills
    Movin up that's when i'm black elvis at the civic center
    Promoter book venues that are too small, ignore the call
    Seventy thousand jam packed arenas
    With rock fans wearin backpacks
    Merchandise sell nice gold shirts with red lights
    Sponsored by dial soap and a heineken
    The biggest rock star gon' rhyme again
    Roadie cases for eight months, samsonite suitcases
    Rappers comin home with no money on the red eye with dead eyes
    Stadium tickets, watch scalpers get wicked
    Pull up in my limo ejecting your demo (your demo)
    Stretch lamborghinis with four doors, with four floors
    Followin right behind yours, basic continental
    Get out your rental before i get mental
    (yeah baby)

    Chorus 2x

    [kool keith]
    Huge signs on highways, you see the biggest advertisements
    I meant to man the bombs off and skip my next assignment
    Walk in the sony building, grab checks
    Stop in a hilton, warner brothers chap' on the back
    Of my royalty statements, my name is matthew
    Three apartments on the west with 200 songs
    Five minutes each on ampex reels
    At the shark bar chewin billionaire meals
    At the apollo, can you digest?
    I'm a hard act to swallow
    With a paris france with a real estate agent
    That's building me a kid's playground in denver, colorado
    Vacation unknown when i'm speakin 3-way with roberto duran
    And sugar ray leonard on the cellular phone
    Upstate connecticut, hold you rap style with a better grip
    (i'm a rock star now)

    Chorus 2x

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