Kool Keith - Keep it Real... Represent lyrics

Yeah, rappers, spread your cheeks
Pull your panties down
Take your wig off, let me see your bald head
That's right, I got you on Kodak
Your pictures are goin out to Black Tail
You're gonna be a star yeah

I heard you quit rap
Your wife went back to porno flicks
You turned drag queen
A call girl doin tricks
Nighttime prostitute kid
I'mma take your loot
I heard you queer now like Boy George
Blowin flutes with high heels
You stole your mom's birth control pills
You on some new stuff
I heard about that sex change
You got a vagina
Your grandmother think it's strange
New eyeliner
You was flirtin with a gay designer
Your girl felt mines
And pulled off her Calvin Kleins
I saw Tampax, gonorrhea, red stop signs
I looked at her and said
"Mmm put your panties back on"
Then jerked off to Foxy Brown
When her verse was on
I wanna stand back and bust
Nuts at your butts
Your girl is cocked up, with lollipops
Doggie style i feel I'm dealin with plastic
Watch these fake smiles
Yeah, meet my left and my right
Keep it real represent what? My nuts
I got utensils, back up kid
Yo guard your rectum
I'm crazy out here, mental man
Don't respect him you now in pain
Your mom just had the abortion big head Boo
I put some roaches on your whole crew
Have you scared with crack pipes
Your family throwin doodoo
Wear out your welcome
Your little girl sex desires
Have you handicapped
Some friends of mine blow your tires
Like Alfred Hitchcock
The ghost stands on your block
With nine mil's for drug addicts
I keep triggers cocked you on some methane
My witchcraft is on your brain
Blow out your headpiece
And break out quick on the plane
Seal up your coffins
And celebrate with champagne
Get my drink, Absolut, cranberry juice
Paranoid by rug spots
You see the purple moose
You smokin sherm or what?
I paralyze that butt lick my d head
You girls still pee in the bed
Yo take that wig off
Yo punk let me see that caesar

Keep it real represent what? My nuts

I gets more wreck
Than? kids in baby's Pampers
Your wife is banned for leavin
Bras in my hampers that heffer's ugly
Plastic why you still bug me
I'm on Melrose, the coast, takin sun strolls
Black girls with weaves
White girls with flat butts
With the name H-O-M-O spelled in your name
You was a woman one time
Man I know your game with panties stuck up
Sweat leakin in your crotch
Collard greens you wet pig
You can't eat that much
I shut you down, your whole face two o'clock
Have your girl on sunset
In Denny's suckin cock with white pumps up
Blonde wigs rottin in the trunks
That homeless monkey
Barbie doll crystal junkie
I'm no joke and have
Respect for your kinfolks
Tie your tubes back
My scope is on your asscrack
You got paid for doodoo
That package rap was wack
Yeah, yeah, you know what? yeah
Keep it real represent what? My nuts

That's right, nine-six and seven
(Reverend Tom)
Representin the scrotum (Octagon)
All the hairs under the testicles
(The SharkMan) lick (Kool Keith)
Yeah, don't buy The Basement Tapes
Sheisty things going on
Somebody's on the pipes
Labels foldin, goin down in ninety-six
Nobody play the records
City's out, no Tuff, Tuff pity