Keith Turbo Lyrics by Kool Keith

Keith Turbo Lyrics

    [kool keith]
    New york city! (keith turbo)
    You're listening to the number one
    The one and only (keith turbo)
    Keith (keith turbo) turbo
    Pontiac, gto
    That's right, we do it like that
    Keith turbo, the new man
    Here we go

    Move in close range, with the artcc
    Air route traffic control center
    I freeze mc's at maximum degrees
    ??, from the street when i ripped apartments
    And the corman suites
    Two and a half units available, bass you can't trace
    Your girl starin in my face at 7,000 feet
    Turbo, jets in the cockpit
    You flock with weak kids on the block with
    For protection, i'll ruin your whole section
    For major alteration, my final approach is to spray y'all
    Attack ya like roaches
    Don't step to me at the food court at the municipal airport
    Your unmatched performance can't stop my endurance
    Runaway 18-l, pilot one, change in your slot
    Number two you're through, dischargin your battery
    Stop rappin to me
    New york city's number one mc, that's real g
    Who's that kid b? passengers are in position
    Change your whole vision
    Commercial instructors stop your stretch marks
    Take off your shirt i see your ribs
    Fakin like you tommy gibbs
    Technology program, you used to know
    I used to study with son of sam, that's right

    (keith turbo) pontiac, gto
    (keith turbo) pontiac, gto
    (keith turbo) pontiac, gto
    (keith turbo) pontiac, gto
    Man (keith turbo)
    I can throw a hundred thousand pound walrus right through the walls
    That's right
    Mad like five gorillas in the vocal booth [mad like five guerillas]
    It's all turbo
    Yo mom duke, pass me my helmet
    Let me show these kids what to do

    Rpm 600 pound gorillas, 22 not hot
    Engine accurate, gps storm scopes on your folks
    Monitors equal, my three million new fans are white people
    Geared toward the universe while black people think the worse
    Realistically expect my gross is twenty times your checks
    Triple that diamond around your necks, besides i hate cars
    You feel the turbulence, fasten seatbelts, close your vents
    Rugged horsepower, m-20-f, executive manifestin you a lesson
    False representation'll leave y'all sweatin in the train station
    Remember i'm blacker than your used acura
    That's why i laugh at ya
    Like a anorexic model on the crack bottle
    Y'all play frankie beverly i'm in the future with a phaser network
    I bet ya i'll make your beck hurt
    Endorsements from the universities can't stop my abilities
    Financial trainin on the campus
    Sock ya like ? did kurt rambis
    Fax you that flight number, stand by frequency
    Don't mess with me

    (keith turbo) pontiac, gto
    (keith turbo) pontiac, gto
    (keith turbo) pontiac, gto
    (keith turbo) pontiac, gto

    That's right y'all, it's all about nasa
    When i ride around in my nascar
    Don't think i'm richard petty, or bobby unser
    Or even al unser, it's all indy 500 when i run around
    You know it, i come with the fluid like jackie stewart

    (keith turbo)
    (keith turbo)
    (keith turbo) *laughing*

    (keith turbo) *laughing*

    (keith turbo)

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