Kool Keith - Keith Turbo lyrics

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
Efficiency, from the street when
I ripped apartments and the Corman suites
Two and a half unit's 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

It's all Turbo
Yo Mom Dukes, 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 neck
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 Jabbar 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 Nassau
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

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(Keith Turbo) laughing

(Keith Turbo) laughing

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