KITCHEN TABLE by Kool A.D. Lyrics
[Ad Lib: Kool A.D.]
Check check check
Kool A.D. best rapper in the world
Hundred dollar freestyle
[Verse 1: Kool A.D.]
Uh I'm at the table with a glass of wine
You be asking for riddles I be passing em out
I'm gassin' I'm high I'm laughing
The gas I be gassin' be having you laughing and crying
And asking me why
Strictly in the spiritual metaphorical trivial sense
Singing with interior lenses
Uhh Gerry Garcia with the magic tricks
Ask this kid, no
Quid pro quo
With the skid row
Hit em with a crossbow probably
Zooted off a oofie cop a avocado wallaby ah for the line of the dude round the corner from where your momma stay
Rock them shits all day
Throw they ass away
Give it to charity
Alcoholics like to call it a moment of clarity
Look how I be referencing effortlessly
Feeling like I'm fencing
I'm a fence or I'm in Hidden Fences
My style so librarianical
Shout out to the Libras
See me in the jungle
With the zebras
See me with a bundle I'm humming on the reefer
Coming on her t-shirt
Drumming on a Tom Tom Club type beat
But the 808s slap a little harder than the first time
Stripes I earn mine
Any last nigga want to battle?
Sure, fine
I ain't got nothing on my mind or your mind
So what's on your mind?
I'ma unwind
Nah man I'm just playing I'm dumb high
Uh peace to Soulja Boy, he's a young guy
Chris Brown you a fool and you doing too much
But I won't fight you, I seen you do karate flips
Shout out to B-Real let me on your tv show damn what the fuck ha
Shout out to Sway hahaha!
Shout out to Heiro whattup
Shout out to Del and Ice Cube
Boots, Encinal High crew
Uhh yo yes please yes I write haikus
See how it's umm all about survival
Shout out to the based god
Shout out to Albany high school
Uh, shout out to Kanye
Fuck Trump
He's an idiot
Over here we rolling up some tree that you need to hit
Just to see the kid
Y'all ain't even believe the kid now
Look how you see the kid now?
Yeah yeah, he the kid
Me the kid
What's my name Kool A.D., Kool A.D. the kid
Shout out Ali the kid
Yo who the kid you the kid we the kid
Everybody everything
Anything damn man Jesus Christ
Everybody see your boy rolling the dice
But I be rolling it nice
Showing you right
If you see me in the streets
It should be known I'm aight
Yeah I'm off of dro and I'm hype
I go on a mic and blow off a little steam
Go on a hype and get a little cream know what I mean?
Kool A.D. best rapper in the motherfucking world
Uh
$100 freestyle for you and your girl
Yes yes y'all and you don't stop
Freak freak y'all
Chiba Chiba y'all
Check check check
Kool A.D. best rapper in the world
Hundred dollar freestyle
[Verse 1: Kool A.D.]
Uh I'm at the table with a glass of wine
You be asking for riddles I be passing em out
I'm gassin' I'm high I'm laughing
The gas I be gassin' be having you laughing and crying
And asking me why
Strictly in the spiritual metaphorical trivial sense
Singing with interior lenses
Uhh Gerry Garcia with the magic tricks
Ask this kid, no
Quid pro quo
With the skid row
Hit em with a crossbow probably
Zooted off a oofie cop a avocado wallaby ah for the line of the dude round the corner from where your momma stay
Rock them shits all day
Throw they ass away
Give it to charity
Alcoholics like to call it a moment of clarity
Look how I be referencing effortlessly
Feeling like I'm fencing
I'm a fence or I'm in Hidden Fences
My style so librarianical
Shout out to the Libras
See me in the jungle
With the zebras
See me with a bundle I'm humming on the reefer
Coming on her t-shirt
Drumming on a Tom Tom Club type beat
But the 808s slap a little harder than the first time
Stripes I earn mine
Any last nigga want to battle?
Sure, fine
I ain't got nothing on my mind or your mind
So what's on your mind?
I'ma unwind
Nah man I'm just playing I'm dumb high
Uh peace to Soulja Boy, he's a young guy
Chris Brown you a fool and you doing too much
But I won't fight you, I seen you do karate flips
Shout out to B-Real let me on your tv show damn what the fuck ha
Shout out to Sway hahaha!
Shout out to Heiro whattup
Shout out to Del and Ice Cube
Boots, Encinal High crew
Uhh yo yes please yes I write haikus
See how it's umm all about survival
Shout out to the based god
Shout out to Albany high school
Uh, shout out to Kanye
Fuck Trump
He's an idiot
Over here we rolling up some tree that you need to hit
Just to see the kid
Y'all ain't even believe the kid now
Look how you see the kid now?
Yeah yeah, he the kid
Me the kid
What's my name Kool A.D., Kool A.D. the kid
Shout out Ali the kid
Yo who the kid you the kid we the kid
Everybody everything
Anything damn man Jesus Christ
Everybody see your boy rolling the dice
But I be rolling it nice
Showing you right
If you see me in the streets
It should be known I'm aight
Yeah I'm off of dro and I'm hype
I go on a mic and blow off a little steam
Go on a hype and get a little cream know what I mean?
Kool A.D. best rapper in the motherfucking world
Uh
$100 freestyle for you and your girl
Yes yes y'all and you don't stop
Freak freak y'all
Chiba Chiba y'all