Testo Plastic World - Kool Keith
Testo della canzone Plastic World (Kool Keith), tratta dall'album "Sex Style" Instrumentals
I'm not smokin blunts and lookin for jazz records at the Roosevelt
I left New York, the city itself was stress, depression
Hot boots and urban beats, it wasn't my direction
Producers filtering, joinin with R&B
A million rappers, some clones tryin to sound like me
Ridin Myspace styles, biting my horrorcore
All I saw was little Kool Keiths on my tour
Record companies I G'd off all my royalties
Watchin vinyls spin, local groups, wack MC's
Some try to rap with that perpetratin, mobster crap
Karl Kani jeans, fat stomachs in the limousines
Mixtapes by wack DJs, as doo-doo play
I'm on the turnpike, the city driftin down the highway
Like a mirage, the style there is all illusion
On videos outta town, people spark confusion
Rollin high with cash pulled over down my eye
Since I been out, y'all can't see
Is the world made of plastic?
Is the city buried in dreams?
Is the world made of plastic?
Cause that's the way it seems
Is the world made of plastic?
Is the city buried in dreams?
Watchin TVs for bored while imbeciles hold the mic cord
Graffiti playgrounds are played out, yo how that sound?
Army fatigue was weak, it's for the minor league
No rappin cyphers and brothers in the rented Benz
Crews on stage actin hard with a thousand friends
I saw the place turn plastic, crackheads loopin beats
People with no deals, Walkmans rappin on the streets
I turned my back, 90% of the city sounded wack
Payroll scams switch DJs like a rubber band
Everybody clear with beats, tryin to be Premier
Clearin your samples, your SP-12 fake examples
My money grosses with green from my own label
While you act rich with no cash on a bigger label
Your tri-state ways are shut down by barricades
In fact I packed my bags, and listened to E-40
Mack Mall, C-Bo and other rappers you don't know
You're narrow-minded, and styles of mine you won't find it
My sound proceeds with moogin undertone bass
No common gimmicks, them beats, rappin in my face
I come back real, solid rock razor steel
Tapped in your program, show the world I'm the man
You copy Poppa Large, the industry is fucked
Is the world made of plastic?
Is the city buried in dreams?
Is the world made of plastic?
Cause that's the way it seems
Is the world made of plastic?
Is the city buried in dreams?
Is the world made of plastic?
Cause that's the way it seems
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Writer(s): Keith Thornton, Kurt Matlin
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