Kool Keith

[Reverand Tom]
New Line Cinema, presents the Dark Road
Starring, Jean Claude Van Damme
With Wesley Snipes, Morgan Freeman, Kool Keith
Robin Williams, with special guests
No Name and Knobody, from Thee Undatakerz
Dark Road, coming February 22nd at a theater near you
[Verse One: Kool Keith - Reverand Tom]
Im tired of rap, I dont even like makin records no more
I quit, yall dont know, a long time ago
Id rather hang in strip clubs in Detroit and Chicago
I hate lookin at rappers who freestyle
Walkin around the same block, they still gonna be there tomorrow
Battle back and forth, East South West and North
With 40 thousand records I dont need to record no more
Two million or better, three {?} on tour
Nothin to prove, live in the Bronx, yall show me hardcore
Been around Europe, all over the United States
Jay-Z, Rakim, KRS, you ask Big Daddy Kane
Im Artis Gilmore, block shots everybody comin down the middle lane
Promoters dont call me no more
Gun toters will call you when Im poor
Walk up to your Bentley, get out, everybody get on the floor
Whether actor or singer, you could be extra
And feel the tec-9 texture
With ups on skinny legs, baldhead like Patterson Projects
Nate Archibald, yall think Im Clyde Drexler
Walk up to your radio station with sawed-offs, speak with the Winchester
[Chorus: Reverand Tom]
We about gainin, reignin
Puttin in pain in, tamin
Whos rappin lame and, playin
We about gainin, reignin
Puttin in pain in, tamin
Whos rappin lame and, playin
[Verse Two: M-Balmer]
Now, lets let the session, keep verbally manifestin
Aint no question, how many niggaz we nut testin
Burn Krush Groove, wettest loop, dont know why you mask too
Nobody and aint nobody comin with it so keep second guessin
110 let the games begin
Another rhyme leave em all behind
Live on stage or any other time
You can not affect me
Messed you up when you found out that nobody was carin
Now feel me, kill em though, Ms. Ghetto Phenomenal
Bangin on those that oppose this
vocally chose, who got the flows, can you handle those?
Bringin heat from the streets of S.C., thats me
Niggaz be tryin to see me, but they cant get with me
Now what?
Well its the Mistress, blowin in like El Nino
Throwin blows to yo cerebral
Ms. Kill Em Though, Ms. Ghetto Phenomenal
Bangin on those that oppose this
vocally chose, who got the flows, can you handle those?
Bringin heat from the streets of S.C., thats me
Niggaz be tryin to see me, but they cant get with me
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Thee Undatakerz]
Stop all the silly games, suck my gat if you hatin
I dont care if you rich famous, Ill still send you down to Satan
Breakin all public laws just to get my paws on a grip
Im a dog from L.A. streets, but I still love runnin with crips
Runnin with clips, fully loaded, automatic, without no tips
Them hollow point silver bullets, thatll bust yo head if you trip
Im on a West coast mission, we throw my set up in yo face
Got a problem let me know right now and we can go settle it Ace
I move with Manny Green, B-Stro Brown, Thug Life Mopreme
Razor Blade, Major Seven, Mean Yo and Big Chachi
Future Free from the pen, we hit the streets like gorillas
Knuckles scrape across the concrete, we on the hunt to get mo scrilla
With Thee Undatakerz, monster like Godzillas on the mic
You wanna see us, you might die, whether day or night
Now scatter the light, but we still come out when its dark
Vampires stalk the streets, alleys of L.A. to New York
(Central Park, what?)
[Chorus]
[ Dark Road Lyrics ]