Kool A.D. - Cuidado lyrics

[Sample] [?] la [?] [?] del amor [?] la [?] Cuidado por favor [Verse 1: Kool A.D.] Peep the sensualidad of my ambiance Gravitas from the top to the Adidas Ay, try to photocopy the photograph You don't know the half Don't go the path if you don't know the math Sometimes I sniff powders and fold my soul in half And laugh as I sip from the golden flask And lamp in a stolen Pathfinder sipping gra** Trying to reach behind the a** and touch that vagina Yo, my bad, I'm clowning, son Take problems and drown them in rum Ha, yeah, plus ginger ale Kool so Singer, too big to fail Oceanic, I'm Shamu, the k**er whale Marine World Africa, splash splash I'm a dolphin Big and 'Pac mixed in a cauldron with Leonard Maltin It nonstop, it don't halt, man f** with 3 Women like I'm Robert Altman Wrote this on a train on a iPhone Just like I was Rick Ross or something Oh my god, dude, I'm totally f**ing awesome Yo I do it for the kids who are awesome too Broly gnarly Broly, broly, broly, gnarly Radical, radical Go Niners and Raiders too f** one-liners, I do mo-liners and haters you Better watch the f** out You're really stupid, you're s**ers and you f**ing s**, and you s**, man I'd f**ing punch you in the face and fight you I don't like you-nah wait, yo But hush the records go gold yo, I'm so Midas Shout to Run-D.M.C. and Emmanuel Jal The kid lamping at some annual ball all cleaned up Or at the mall all leaned up Watch this here, I'm all creamed up Whatever, yo I was born to write a hook but I don't feel like it, yo I'm so Murphy Lee Y'all know my government Guido puppet wunderkind Kiefer f**ing Sutherland, 24 I'm Eddie Murphy, 48 and plenty more Catch me at the penny store Buying art supplies 3 or 4 stacks for my pictures so far Sometimes the art lies, but the numbers don't Like they under oath Shout to mom and poppa, your son's a GOAT The acronym Ask the kid Any question Any question, take a crack at him Yo, listen to his answers and laugh at them Like jokes I got a Sixth Sense, yo, I see white folks I got a sick sense of humor like white jokes When I kick it with rich b**hes I sniff nice coke [Sample] [laughing] Oh, but seriously... [Kool A.D.] Amaze 88 otra vez, otra vez Amaze 88, Kool A.D., best rapper, check it out, yo yo yo [Verse 2: Kool A.D.] Yo, bruise blood, come out to show them Ladies love Kool Chris Dorner on the corner Nat Turner with a burner The up-turner The upsetter The up-getter Tan man from the land of the chuck weather Chicken heads cluck and just slide off the duck feathers Nut the f** up, get your bucks better Or do whatever, whatever Give f**s? Never that Hate mail senders never get a letter back Souls get snatched like rats by clever cats Put it on the trap and you might not ever get the cheddar back You want me on the track? You better get a stack Or 2 or 3 or 4 or more Most of these rappers is whack but I ain't mad at you or me or your boring a** team Or whatever, yo Give a f**? Never that Get cream, or whatever We all dream of a better type of scheme and scene And so we scheme on the measures to get us there Do you, they might look at you funny, but let them snare I mean, stare A snare is a drum Forgive me, I'm dumb Yo, tell them sit down in a chair And drink some rum And get them some Cause even if they looked they wouldn't see you cause basically you're never there Or better yet, tell them get a beer Or better than that, some Everclear And shed a tear Pay for a better year The go-getters of yesteryear Often are not better here In the present Kool A.D., Kick it presently For all of you to see Look at me [Outro: Kool A.D.] Yes yes, and you don't stop Yes yes, and you don't stop Amaze 88 on the little rap hip-hop beats that you're listening to Yo