The Orchestrators - Kool Keith, Kutmasta Kurt

Yeah!

Kool Keith, Diesel Truckers

Kutmasta Kurt, c’mon!

It’s real big, brand new!

Yeah

Trunk funk for the Jeeps baby

Let’s roll out, let’s go!

I’m that type of hyper viper pro, you passin dough

Check that on the low, can a animal go turn top ten?

Comin back again, you slack again

When Touch is on tightling clock like Breitling

Rain on you, strike like Miami Lightning

Pound for pound, round for round

Sound for sound, tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat

Your girl get wet-wet-wet-wet-wet-wet

Particle flow, particle pro, what do you know man how do you go

When do you grow, when do you know, action, test 'em

Move faster, you just met the best of

You can’t come for lester, penalty getter, innovator

Over cat litter chicken liver you know I spent days better

The abominator, the orchestrators, the verse dominators

I’ll crush you haters

(Prepare for the rough stuff, Terminator exterminator)

(Heavy grit on your turntables)

Rap gotta upgrade, get better, more clever

It’s talented now never, I heard the worst ever

Man with the personal music vendetta

What’s old to me, is new to you

I got a cue for you, the writing exercise I do for you

Can’t help to explain, critics on the side

Your favorite talker I don’t sweat, everybody’s gonna complain

If the publications don’t, who will?

I never paid to see Wild Bill

I’m tired of R&B changed to fill

Not impressed, with what’s out there

Your big hat was smothered, all that

Promotion don’t reach me

Basically what you got, I don’t care

Your scalp is dry

Everybody need Arrid Extra, under the arms

To scope with Sterling, flashin off your charms

Relaxed by the nature pills, I’m on two calms

Sleep with the Calvin Klein silk pajam’s

Behind my pillow, Bath & Body Works coconut lime

Gettin rubbed on my arms — y’all +Ring the Alarms+