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    Kool Keith

    Haters

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    Додана 20 лютого 2008 користувачем AND1

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    Two-thousand-three baby, Kool Keith, I'm up in here
    Very different - and he wants to talk to you
    Admire his immaturity
    Took you away to better places
    Brazil, Costa Rica you seen new faces
    Covered the bills you struggled to pay - gave you life
    No more kid with a scarf around his beatin you up every day
    Plastic surgery breast implants the small hustler made you cry
    Because he was confused, you lay while he play
    Cleanin my house, you look gorgeous in lingerie
    Is that the kid on the phone? Hardcore
    Hawkin you in front of the building everyday
    When is he gonna learn? It's over, it's my turn
    You're pregnant with my kid
    By the fireplace, we watch his doo-rags burn
    I remodeled you, gave you the diamonds he couldn't wisely concern
    Always talkin bout the cash he got
    The little pesos for shows
    And God knows his materialistic raps and wack flows
    are like Stay Free pads, fake V.I.P. rappers get garbage disposed
    Unrecouped for his flamboyance and reflection
    He's leasin rentin and frontin - yeah, yeah..
    Haters come around from downtown
    I get surround sound - I get big!
    Haters come around from downtown
    I get surround sound - I get big!
    Haters come around from downtown
    I get surround sound - I get big!
    Stop the chorus back to your Bentley
    Your wife is gone, she's with me
    On a first class flight in the Bahamas, grab your bags quickly
    Sorry top ten rapper on the answering machine
    You're over like Al Green
    This song is written for the 2003 team
    V.I.P. with Ben Vareen
    Cancel your A&R meeting light you up like Heatwave - central heating
    Eject your premature CD in the whirlpool while we're eating
    Shut down all material, new tracks fall on your head like a crane
    All you offered to women is sound of weak drums
    Fill they hearts with pain
    I'm in your dungaree jacket like a bleach stain
    Girls cry on my arm, he was cheap and silly don't complain
    He's a nerd with a hardcore twist, playin with racing cars
    (Count the rain on the window pane)
    We look out the window and count the rain on the window pane
    Haters come around from downtown
    I get surround sound - I get big!
    Haters come around from downtown
    I get surround sound - I get big!
    Haters come around from downtown
    I get surround sound - I get big!
    Haters come around from downtown
    I get surround sound - I get big!
    Here's a tissue for the tears
    He gave you hard times over hard rhymes for years
    Shattered your career
    like an uncomfortable thong twisted in your rear
    He was eight years behind, I was already advanced, I've been here
    Denim suits with alligators
    Your man sports black all the time with no flavors
    From castle to castle, hassle to hassle
    House to house, man to mouse (man to mouse)
    Haters come around from downtown
    I get surround sound - I get big!
    Haters come around from downtown
    I get surround sound - I get big!
    Haters come around from downtown
    Haters come around from downtown
    I get surround sound - I get big!
    I get surround sound - I get big!
    Haters come around from downtown
    I get surround sound - I get big!
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