Kool Keith – Master Of The Game lyrics

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{he's..
the master of the game }!From
the south bronx I've
been doin this {all
the girls know his name} All
the way from the northeast to, the west Down
south miami, florida {he's
the master of the game }!Jacksonville
{jacksonville} Tallahassee
{tallahassee} Master
of the game {in
the rappin hall of fame }![kool

keith] Like
tag team back, again Here
we go with, a flow get, dealt with quick Now
joe I know my rap style pro Let
em know with, the quickness y'all, need to witness Step
to the side y'all, mind y'all business Exercise
like, physical fitness Ride
through I, glide through Bass
pump to the trunks inside you We
move it quickly rap, styles swift b Cadillac
rollin neck, full gold and Crafty
and nasty can't, put it past me Step
with skills better, call your family Turn
adverse worse climb, in the first verse Move
when I back it up attack, and I smack it up Girls
connectin it ultra, legend and Why
y'all rhymes soft fruity, affectionate I
keep steppin and boost, my rep again Speed
up go, slow you, got the next then Do
the la bamba turn, to mexican Swift
to shift up change, the pitch up Dj
mix ups your, face get fixed up Nuts
get licked up quickly, strictly, Chorus

repeat: 2x {he's

the master of the game }{the!master} {all
the girls know his name} {he's
the master of the game }{the!master} {in
the rappin hall of fame }![kool

keith] I'm
warnin watch, yo' backpack mack Yo'
crack lack facts I attacks yo' wax So
fast you press up mess up step up Through
this when I do this I'm
the smoothest when I groove it speedy Turn
back yo don't, try to be greedy Houston
tex, out, of new york city Girls
get pretty go, lickin them titties Astrofunk
it revolve in the trunk and Party's
live might, turn into somethin Let
them know though I'm, still pro dough Companies
what wanna, sign me solo It's
keith you need let, your man try to read Ease
the bleed shut, up animal feed Step
to keith let, you know what it be g Cruiser
shades at, the bar can't see me Crispy
atoms grab, em pat, em Suckers
don't know how, bad I'm madam Turn
and flex and servin necks and Indiana
wrecks then fools wanna flex and Y'all
won't know when I pull up in a lex and Mastercards
with, ceritified checks and Bank
bills fly, rims in the hills Y'all
get cups get, more refills Chorus

[kool

keith] Check
your watch now, watch me partner Start
to welcome back kids like kotter Move
your pants while, I rock a little harder Hoes
and foes hit, em all with blows Watch
girls work it movin, unopposed Hip
to flip throw, the thing to they lip When
I dress yes, put, em all to the test Rock
a suede vest pink, jewels on my chest Rappin
clappin, fingers, start snappin Watch
how you actin I'm, rubbin on the back And
mc's is slack and your groups sound wack Where'd
you turn b Nobody? burn me Style
get complex why, you concerned b I'm?
your chalkboard now, you can learn me Round
and round and big bass soundin Down
south hustler big, bass poundin East
west top, down to the bone Motorola
on, my cellular phone Change
the tone get, up out my zone Movin
next to you rhyme, will flex to you Stop
I'm overdue jumpin, over you Status
gold to, the baddest bro Chorus

{he's

the master} {masterrr} {master}{kool
keith} {he's
the master}{masterrr} {master}{koooool
keith koooool, keith koooool, keith} {kool
keith }!