Black Sheriff by Kool Keith and KutMasta Kurt Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, Kool Keith live, 1998
New York City all the way out to California
Showin' the mechanics, yeah (Okay, you think I'm jokin'?)
[Verse 1]
I catch your crew outthink
You sleepin', kid, on toilet-seats
Bring the ruckus, I vomit throwup on your beats
Ironically you stand with my urination liquid
Chicken-faced at Popeye's, you bums want my biscuit
Feel free to MC, you lose - lick my pee
Drink my nuts like Barbie dolls, leave my sperm on bust
That's worth a dookie
Yo big-head, I'm comin' spooky
Rubbin' yo' hot-wings with grease, south, west, and east
Country folks, my penis grows, swing like Michael Dokes
X-ray vision, foreskin, taste my circumcision
Y'all know I don't play, I watch a ukelele
I jam like dad in your cracks, you bound to get your wedgie
Open your back up, let styles penetrate up in you
You won't rap for long with anal burns, can't continue
Coughin' your face up, your girl's here, I can replace her
Put on my mask, Ka-BOOM, and laser-beam that ass
Operation-socket, you robots, you doo-doo lock it
Programmed by machines - yo' rectum full of Vaseline
Shame on you, your gonorrhea can't stop the voodoo
Y'all prepared for rubber toys for your atmosphere?
Suck it for real (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm the mayor of the east, black sheriff of the west
Step up with drama, you bound to get your face test
Bald headed wigs and weaves, sport your wooden vest (Throw a gun in yo' face)
I'm the mayor of the east, black sheriff of the west
Step up with drama, you bound to get your face test
Bald headed wigs and weaves, sport your wooden vest (Throw a gun in yo' face)
[Verse 2]
Turn the fan on, I smell feet, you rap thinkin'
Caught your girlfriend in the midsection, her pubic-hair stinkin'
You know my program, the Fleetwood, the purple Brougham
Mac-daddy riches puttin' contracts on all you snitches
Like [?] danger your coffin's ready, smoke 100 cents
Fight off your hemorroids, you wind up takin' steroids
Got you worried 'bout crackheads I paid to pull the pistol
You get caught naked, wrapped in some Scotty-tissue
With 8 mics I shove my balls in the sauce as you
That's with the herb and the local groups I keep servin'
Bustin' yo puss out and panties like I'm penicillin
Boy, in cycle , with three texts the feds know I'm illin'
Cuttin' your roots out for captain hats, major-clout
I be trippin', blaw-blaw, catchin' rappers slippin'
Burnin' Ku Klux Klan rags and ride on mags, marchin' with fire
To make your anus cross retire
With black sheets, my face covered, I torch the streets
Walk through your projects with cheese out, demand your checks
Section 8 will demonstrate why you ovulate
I masturbate and jerk off and aim my gun straight
On plastic kneecaps I blow my mucus on your raps (Take it how you want it, gorilla)
[Chorus]
I'm the mayor of the east, black sheriff of the west
Step up with drama, you bound to get your face test
Bald headed wigs and weaves, sport your wooden vest (Throw a gun in yo' face)
I'm the mayor of the east, black sheriff of the west
Step up with drama, you bound to get your face test
Bald headed wigs and weaves, sport your wooden vest (Throw a gun in yo' face)
[Verse 3]
See the scenery, my testicles out, machinery
Find a rapper that's out with tampons you think is bad as me
Suck my noodle, your pork-wrench, the rap style is doo-doo
Hamster-feed, no medicine, your group is bird seed
That's in my pension, your wife will lose her hair extensions
Jump out the barber shop with high heels and lick my cock
Eat out my pelvis with white collars dressed like Elvis
Bigger than Hootie, I amputate the blowfish
Blonde-headed pale girls, knock-kneed can't dance to this
I pee in my laundry and lobbys and leave the room sloppy
We use rubbers and condoms - the covers smell like tires
You can't hide them flat butts and bums like Mariah
I pull the skin off your skull and add the medication
You get Vics cough drops - your face is on vacation
That's word I'm movin', your whack style is not improvin' (Not improvin', yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm the mayor of the east, black sheriff of the west
Step up with drama, you bound to get your face test
Bald headed wigs and weaves, sport your wooden vest (Throw a gun in yo' face)
I'm the mayor of the east, black sheriff of the west
Step up with drama, you bound to get your face test
Bald headed wigs and weaves, sport your wooden vest (Throw a gun in yo' face)
[Outro]
(I'm bound to slip and throw a gun in yo' face. You think I'm jokin'?)
Yeah, Kool Keith live, 1998
New York City all the way out to California
Showin' the mechanics, yeah (Okay, you think I'm jokin'?)
[Verse 1]
I catch your crew outthink
You sleepin', kid, on toilet-seats
Bring the ruckus, I vomit throwup on your beats
Ironically you stand with my urination liquid
Chicken-faced at Popeye's, you bums want my biscuit
Feel free to MC, you lose - lick my pee
Drink my nuts like Barbie dolls, leave my sperm on bust
That's worth a dookie
Yo big-head, I'm comin' spooky
Rubbin' yo' hot-wings with grease, south, west, and east
Country folks, my penis grows, swing like Michael Dokes
X-ray vision, foreskin, taste my circumcision
Y'all know I don't play, I watch a ukelele
I jam like dad in your cracks, you bound to get your wedgie
Open your back up, let styles penetrate up in you
You won't rap for long with anal burns, can't continue
Coughin' your face up, your girl's here, I can replace her
Put on my mask, Ka-BOOM, and laser-beam that ass
Operation-socket, you robots, you doo-doo lock it
Programmed by machines - yo' rectum full of Vaseline
Shame on you, your gonorrhea can't stop the voodoo
Y'all prepared for rubber toys for your atmosphere?
Suck it for real (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm the mayor of the east, black sheriff of the west
Step up with drama, you bound to get your face test
Bald headed wigs and weaves, sport your wooden vest (Throw a gun in yo' face)
I'm the mayor of the east, black sheriff of the west
Step up with drama, you bound to get your face test
Bald headed wigs and weaves, sport your wooden vest (Throw a gun in yo' face)
[Verse 2]
Turn the fan on, I smell feet, you rap thinkin'
Caught your girlfriend in the midsection, her pubic-hair stinkin'
You know my program, the Fleetwood, the purple Brougham
Mac-daddy riches puttin' contracts on all you snitches
Like [?] danger your coffin's ready, smoke 100 cents
Fight off your hemorroids, you wind up takin' steroids
Got you worried 'bout crackheads I paid to pull the pistol
You get caught naked, wrapped in some Scotty-tissue
With 8 mics I shove my balls in the sauce as you
That's with the herb and the local groups I keep servin'
Bustin' yo puss out and panties like I'm penicillin
Boy, in cycle , with three texts the feds know I'm illin'
Cuttin' your roots out for captain hats, major-clout
I be trippin', blaw-blaw, catchin' rappers slippin'
Burnin' Ku Klux Klan rags and ride on mags, marchin' with fire
To make your anus cross retire
With black sheets, my face covered, I torch the streets
Walk through your projects with cheese out, demand your checks
Section 8 will demonstrate why you ovulate
I masturbate and jerk off and aim my gun straight
On plastic kneecaps I blow my mucus on your raps (Take it how you want it, gorilla)
[Chorus]
I'm the mayor of the east, black sheriff of the west
Step up with drama, you bound to get your face test
Bald headed wigs and weaves, sport your wooden vest (Throw a gun in yo' face)
I'm the mayor of the east, black sheriff of the west
Step up with drama, you bound to get your face test
Bald headed wigs and weaves, sport your wooden vest (Throw a gun in yo' face)
[Verse 3]
See the scenery, my testicles out, machinery
Find a rapper that's out with tampons you think is bad as me
Suck my noodle, your pork-wrench, the rap style is doo-doo
Hamster-feed, no medicine, your group is bird seed
That's in my pension, your wife will lose her hair extensions
Jump out the barber shop with high heels and lick my cock
Eat out my pelvis with white collars dressed like Elvis
Bigger than Hootie, I amputate the blowfish
Blonde-headed pale girls, knock-kneed can't dance to this
I pee in my laundry and lobbys and leave the room sloppy
We use rubbers and condoms - the covers smell like tires
You can't hide them flat butts and bums like Mariah
I pull the skin off your skull and add the medication
You get Vics cough drops - your face is on vacation
That's word I'm movin', your whack style is not improvin' (Not improvin', yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm the mayor of the east, black sheriff of the west
Step up with drama, you bound to get your face test
Bald headed wigs and weaves, sport your wooden vest (Throw a gun in yo' face)
I'm the mayor of the east, black sheriff of the west
Step up with drama, you bound to get your face test
Bald headed wigs and weaves, sport your wooden vest (Throw a gun in yo' face)
[Outro]
(I'm bound to slip and throw a gun in yo' face. You think I'm jokin'?)