Can't Fuck Wit This - Kool Keith

Yeah!

This goes out to all you fake-ass motherfuckers

Doin your bullshit-ass parties (yeah, we in here)

You motherfuckers are fake, you look like it

We know you look like it

Look at your fuckin familiar face

The nine can’t fuck with this, Hot 97 smell like piss (Casanova)

Latex on my dick, on my wrists (on my wristssss)

Can’t fuck with this, Hot 97 smell like piss (Gun Hill Road)

Latex on my dick, on my wrists

Can’t fuck with this, Hot 97 smell like piss (Newark, New Jersey)

Latex on my dick, on my wristssss

Hypin up niggas too much, bullshit’s goin down

I don’t give a fuck about Howston Street

That’s where they suckin dicks all day, niggas meet

Play what you told to play, Flavmaster-ass nigga

You can’t even cut straight, a DJ fast nigga

Y’all niggas is monkeys with cups!

With that bullshit playlist, Arbitron even say you SUCK

Billboard hate you;

you corny motherfuckers are fake too

Wit’cha robot format, stick a bomb on your asscrack

Who sponsor you motherfuckers, Speed stick deodorant

You motherfuckers yeah — you owe the rent

Get rid of your staff they make me laugh with that local-ass shit

Y’all play all day talkin shit

And sittin on the toilet even Clear Channel’s mad

All y’all do is flush toilets and shit all day

Report some ol' bullshit to BDS, like y’all the best

Transexuals, walkin up there with a fuckin dress

Even Wendy Williams say you motherfuckers be up in girdles and bras

Gettin they fuckin nails pressed

Hot 97 smell like piss

Latex on my dick, on my wristssss

Can’t fuck with this, Hot 97 smell like piss

Latex on my dick, on my wristssss

Fuck if we ready it’s war on the station

Taliban, car bomb the whole fuckin place in

Duct tape, the receptionist, boxcut up, the security

Gun down the P.D.;

hold Angie Mar'

I strip her naked tie the bitch to the front of the door

I kick her face in;

tie dynamite, to her nipples

I put a dildo in her mouth and if she moves flip the switch dude

It’s doom, aiyyo the end of an era

Backstabbin bastards, no-talent asses

Angie got a bastard child by Nokio (faggot)

That has-been groupie bitch shoulda fuckin known

Flex is a fruitcake nigga, fat faggot

Transvestite lover on Hunt’s Point every night

Do a show with RuPaul, troublemaker, softest nigga

In the city, guys cum on his fuckin titty

The worst DJ on KISS, you owe Chuck Chillout bitch

You got nerve to act large trick

You duck and hide, too many niggas gettin shot outside (Game)

You gon' learn when that car show gets interrupted

A news break, they drove a Navi through your fuckin gate

The type of niggas y’all fuck with little kids havin incest

A couple of years ago y’all was the first critics with that bullshit

Talkin about down South was weak, y’all was dissin Mannie Fresh

Only when Snoop come to town, y’all play his shit

Actin like y’all supportin the West;

lyin-ass niggas

Frank Crock' tryin-ass niggas

Slick suckin dick-ass niggas

Nuts when they get into town;

I was listenin to Master P and shit

When you motherfuckers was hatin 'em

Now all of a sudden Lil Jon is hot, and blew up

Now you gon' stand in the music bitch and act CRUNK

Now you tryin to get DOWN, late-ass nigga

I hate a fake-ass nigga, strawberry shake-ass nigga