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letra de special forces - kool a.d.

[intro]
kool a.d. best rapper, kool a.d. best rapper in the world
kool a.d., kool a.d., i’m the best rapper
best rapper alive, best rapper dead or alive, in the world
ayo!

[verse]
kool a.d., b-tch i don’t stop rapping
shout out to too $hort yo, hey, what’s happening?
shout to lil b, mane, he h-lla good at rapping (swag)
shout to young honest, look your boy amish
grill a square burger like my name was dave thomas
me and cash money, man, we share the same office
dog i’m making profit, fake thugs hide they head like a ostrich
hating on me, that’s preposterous

swag party animal, mosh pit
see how i’m a dolphin, i tell you that often
you could see me making money more often than not son
watch me f-ck around and ghostwrite a nas album
white girls in college tweeting that i’m awesome
if the b-tch clean then i’m eating that opossum
you don’t really want it with the kid, nah nah, son
understand i make the p-ssy creak, dawson

when i was a kid i was a fan of charles bronson
talk to the kid if you really got a problem
hey, where the keys to my car, think i lost ’em
ice on my chest so i don’t get nauseous
diversified accounts so i don’t take losses
girl i went to college
but it’s so amazing how i go so mobbin’
kicking h-lla jobs to the jobless
haters get astonished

kool a.d. for mayor, i don’t care so why b-tch?
and you know your boy so hot like chocolate
stop it, stop it, you ain’t saying nothing
stop it, stop it, you ain’t saying… ayo
crackage, macking
f-ck around, you might end up on a blacklist
don’t it sound so tragic, poof!
vamoose, voila, magic
blow so many trees the whole team need practice
young al pacino, i don’t know how to act, b-tch
i’m so pretty just like a young c-ssius
tell a bad b-tch what to do like a fascist
last name vasquez, bad at spanish

still i’m on a plane to costa rica first cl-ss, b-tch
drink on my d-ck like it’s coca-cola cl-ssic
hoes love me cause i’m so photographic
money in the mattress
fast forward, looking like a atlas
roll my own blunts, don’t p-ss ’em
bring my own lunch to the cl-ssroom
hoes say canseco and giambi when i smash ’em
you could see me [?] just imagine (?)
picture me rolling in [?], balling like the magic
all of y’all mad cause i go so elaborate
pad so lavish, they thought it was a palace
sitting on land, make you wonder like alice

look how i look into my gl-sses
whooping h-lla -sses
moving like i got h-lla legs like arachnids
also like that i’m so nasty, heh
you mad at the fact you lack tricks like a rabbit
kool a.d. zipped up like a jacket
this is just a clip, like banana
get mad love, like a blood or a crip giving [?]
i don’t even trip like my grandma

you should get a grip and just flip like the camera
sip on my d-ck like a fanta
sip on my d-ck like a pepsi
b-tch i’m too s-xy
ice like gretzky
nice like gretzky
i don’t give a f-ck like gretzky
i can hit a puck like gretzky
i love the mighty ducks like gretzky
i asked your girl to f-ck and she let me
best rapper like wayne, not gretzky

hungry like the time before the chain got heavy
it’s about time the f-cking game got ready
kool a.d. but i look like presley
bet y’all didn’t know that polo’s owned by nestle
i said, polo’s owned by nestle
polo is owned by nestle!
bet y’all didn’t know, like, i own five jetskis
keep ’em in my home, never alone like [?]

you never know when the chrome might wet me
protect kool a.d. just like you protect b
yo they might get me
they wanna snap my top back cold like nestea
but you’ll never see the kid fold like a vest, see
i’m told i’m the best, so… who the best, yo? i’m guess me
i’m guessing that it’s me
heh heh… nah, shut up, yo
shout to wesley… willis
he was a popular man, and he still is
kool a.d. is biggie smalls: the illest
used to hold drugs and was a diller like phyllis

shout to alameda, cousin
if you want to buy rocks, (?) like, i got a dozen like a baker… anita
balling like a laker
so she eat the pizza
gnarly, leonardo mona lisa
kool a.d.’s, uh, jesus
me throw like tebow, so
please just fly me out to heathrow, bro, yo
i wanna be near where the queen is

i think… she need to hear this
just so she could be very clear: i’m a g*nius
peace to serena and venus, i mean it
haters need to step off the p-n-s
yo, gaze into my raps, don’t they look so scenic?
no hook, i just cook so seamless
kool a.d dream dreams for the dreamless
dipping off the lean in a prius
88 keys on the seat with a blue tarp over that
i told ’em grover that
man i’m so over rap
what, rap? oh yeah, i’m so over that

meanwhile all these b-tches screaming like hova back
so laid-back, i even let my man hold a stack
couple months p-ss, whatever, he ain’t owe it back
free bricks like that older track
i’m the trap lord! somebody go run and tell ferg and gucci and
whoever those older cats is, who’s
posted at the boulder tryna shoulder that
whitey shot up the school

cause he want to take your toaster, black
how we supposed to act, like we didn’t notice that?
they pulling h-lla f-cking wild–ss sh-t
cause the potus black (obama)
everybody: put your hand where the scr-t-m’s at
now pause
f-ck it, just go listen to nas
i’m in the kitchen with cosby
pouring in, like, the pudding, like, somebody, like, um, stop me?

sometimes i treat it like a job, other times i just treat it like a hobby
bump krs for philosophy
young black socrates, a lot with these (?)
walk with me, as long as you not police
the cops is weak, man, for real, they wanna stop the peace
and keep the streets under lock and key
and perpetuate fraud
how they tryna regulate gods
with the phony–ss featherweight laws?
b-tch, i educate squads
you could play it while they glaze up
in a car, while you gaze up
at the stars or whatever though
if you can’t stop, i guess you better go

and like i said before…
it’s better with no geppetto though
ya-da-da!

- kool a d

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