F-u Mf Lyrics by Kool Keith

F-u Mf Lyrics

    So what you got your first deal?
    Who you signed with, nigga?
    Epic?
    Def jam?
    I don't give a fuck if you're with warner bros.
    Who you signed with, nigga?
    Muthafuckin loud?
    Interscope, columbia, sony, 550
    Fuck 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 shit
    Fake-ass wanna-be hip-hop shit
    Don't worry about who the fuck i hang with
    Jealous muthafuckas

    I'm tired of niggas fooling muthafuckas
    Actin like they drug dealers
    All you rappers fantasizin that jewelry and car shit
    You can pull the speedos and suck my dick
    Tell your corny fans who believe that shit
    Lick the back of my ass quick
    I'ma shut faggots down
    Especially muthafuckas with that gay-ass production
    New millenium homo sound
    Smack the shit out of you for doin that wack-ass shit you do
    50 bodyguards surround you
    Keepin men that fuck you in the ass around you
    Standin like you runnin shit, you ain't the fuckin president
    Posin with ugly bitches in your video who take aids medicine
    You don't wanna fuck with me or rock with me
    Or rhyme on any block with me
    Fuck the rap museum
    I should be on the wall next to run-d.m.c.
    Between public enemy
    Some assholes jealous me
    I don't care no more about your lyrics
    The average mc is bullshit, i don't hear it
    Fuck 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 shit and duplicate it
    My balls you now cherish
    By some new-ass mc about to perish
    Type of muthafucka 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 bitch like you would rhyme with a curfew
    Niggas with real shit will hurt you
    The girl scout club i refer you
    Bastard you
    Your man rap, new nigga, he's wack, fuck you
    Stay low, i'm above you
    Erase your shit, i don't dub you
    Fuck you
    Fuck you

    Muthafucka
    Fuck you

    Muthafucka
    Fuck you

    Yeah
    You been rappin for 20'000 years
    And you ain't got your fuckin deal yet?
    What the fuck
    Don't take your problems out on me
    And the rest of you muthafuckas
    Walkin around lookin like some old alien niggas

    Muthafucka, i pull your face off
    'bout to show you what the fuck you look like
    Cause you keep it real
    Too real muthafuckin broke
    2001
    Nobody was sayin that shit when i was payin for them fuckin hot wings
    Hope you burn your fuckin lips

    Fuck you
    Muthafucka
    Fuck you
    Muthafucka
    Fuck you
    Muthafucka
    Fuck you

    Asshole

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