Kool Keith - Change Your World lyrics
[Kool Keith - Change Your World lyrics]
Baby this is Keith, but not SWEAT
I wanna tell you how I feel about you
How I rub my fingers through your pretty hair
Tell you how I really feel
You're so lovely to me
I'd do anything in this world for you
You're pretty baby
Baby, you impress me
But they don't know how I feel
Step up if you will, I'ma change your world
Just because you got The Personal Album don't
Mean you have The Secret Album
No less The Private Album
The four albums recorded
Plus the 11 tracks of seclusion
It's dimensional, my songs keep a distance
Even if you absorb everything
I don't wanna add to your confusion
Everything I do outside of
Me is an off-branch i love classy wine
White collar shirts with cufflinks
I'm obsessed with fly slacks and pants
Go out to discotechs and watch ladies dance
King crab legs, with old bay season
My salad dressing with blue
Cheese mixed with ranch
You thought I would be a cartoon character
I'm in reverse mode
You and your girlfriend do a show for me
Let me laugh at ya can't handle my man life
The way I demand life
Me and you will always stay six albums apart
It's been that way since I wrote
What you thought was yours personal
I meant that you can't think of
What I listen to private
Write five albums a month
When you close your eyelids
Put the vocals out for high bids
Pump your tweeters and your mids
Can you imagine who's real? A genius
Can you guess everything I did?
Everything I put lyrics on now have to be big
Whether you like it or not
You can't fight what I got
Collect this, I don't care
Stay recordin like 2Pac
Record stash, you never heard them
Come and tell me what's hot
I wanna change your world
I wanna tell you how I feel about you
How I rub my fingers through your pretty hair
Tell you how I really feel
You're so lovely to me
I'd do anything in this world for you
You're pretty baby
Baby, you impress me
But they don't know how I feel
Step up if you will, I'ma change your world
Just because you got The Personal Album don't
Mean you have The Secret Album
No less The Private Album
The four albums recorded
Plus the 11 tracks of seclusion
It's dimensional, my songs keep a distance
Even if you absorb everything
I don't wanna add to your confusion
Everything I do outside of
Me is an off-branch i love classy wine
White collar shirts with cufflinks
I'm obsessed with fly slacks and pants
Go out to discotechs and watch ladies dance
King crab legs, with old bay season
My salad dressing with blue
Cheese mixed with ranch
You thought I would be a cartoon character
I'm in reverse mode
You and your girlfriend do a show for me
Let me laugh at ya can't handle my man life
The way I demand life
Me and you will always stay six albums apart
It's been that way since I wrote
What you thought was yours personal
I meant that you can't think of
What I listen to private
Write five albums a month
When you close your eyelids
Put the vocals out for high bids
Pump your tweeters and your mids
Can you imagine who's real? A genius
Can you guess everything I did?
Everything I put lyrics on now have to be big
Whether you like it or not
You can't fight what I got
Collect this, I don't care
Stay recordin like 2Pac
Record stash, you never heard them
Come and tell me what's hot
I wanna change your world