[Kool Keith]

Yeah

Every morning I wake up, lookin in the mirror

I am, the original Black Elvis

That's right when you see me, with my wig to the side

wearin my short leather jacket

Marilyn Monroe on my back

I'm livin that life

I'm for real with this

That's what I think about

I like to tell my fans



I got my shades, big rock star compared to Elvis

Signin autographs for rappers, while girls move they pelvis

Write songs quickly, for Elton John or Lionel Richie

Call up my butler, get clothes washed by the maid

Ivory soap, this is clean, feel like Cascade

I count the bills, roll to Detroit in Sedan DeVille's

I throw my skully on, big robe like Marvin Gaye

Step in the front row, primetime I move your way

Budweiser Fest soundcheck, demanding more respect

I come correct through the Metro, and turn y'all petrol

I'm up here early bitin donuts sippin on espresso

While you sleep, I creep, gainin ground by the week

Ampex reels, makin phone calls, I'm closin deals

I move with skill, ride through Philly streets in Cherry Hill

I'm doin it well, I'm doin it swell

Yeah



Flying saucers, spaceships move at warp speed

MTV level three when I fly on BET

Livin' astro, tell me how you feel

One two, one two



Movin roughly, straight to the desert, San Antonio

I talk swift the Rock King Black Romeo

I pack clubs, promoters put me out in Tokyo

Damage your area, I'ma launch a fierce missile

I roll schools, movin butt like I'm toilet tissue

What is your issue? You over man, I don't miss you

Scottie soft, you play like Jan Van Britteclaw

New Jersey Nets real man, you ain't no Donald Hillman

Bald head like Slick Watts, I run rap like Mayor Koch