Kool Keith

Kool Keith
Keith Thornton, better known by his stage name Kool Keith, is an American rapper from The Bronx, New York known for his surreal, abstract and often profane or incomprehensible lyrics. Kool Keith has recorded prolifically both as a solo artist and in group collaborations. Kool Keith is generally considered to be one of hip-hop's most eccentric and unusual personalities...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionMusician
CountryUnited States of America
mom powerful rap
I get atomic, hypo-galactical... Word to mom, I'm in my own world. Galaxy rays? Powerful.
rap hip-hop black
I wear black while suckers wear pink.
moving rap years
Business money reattaches worldwide Deep inside stops the diamond rocks In a million world, billion world, quitrillion world Rap moves on to the year three thousand
writing thinking rapper
I think I write more outspoken than the average rapper.
rap flash masters
I thought of rap I thought of Grand Master Flash and I thought of about what they went through.
rap thinking looks
I didn't think of rap with that type of south feel and that look and the hay and all that.
rap boys hip-hop
Rhyme to kill, rhyme to murder, rhyme to stomp, Rhyme to ill, rhyme to romp, Rhyme to smack, rhyme to shock, rhyme to roll, Rhyme to destroy anything, toy boy. On the microphone: I'm Poppa Large, big shot on the East Coast.
morning rap night
I call you once...you never dialed back. Twice...you never dialed back. Saturday morning, live, I'm on Soul Train, talkin' to Don Cornelius. Saturday night, my phone rings... Saturday night, I won't answer. Saturday night, my phone rings again... Saturday night, I don't answer.
rap thinking hip-hop
Shakespeare's gone, don't even think about it.
dog rap thinking
Think about it, if you was there standing looking at me. What would you do, if I hit your face with dog doo-doo?
girl rap ducks
Starstruck with one buck, your girl look like Donald Duck.
rap flames hip-hop
You need a bad operation. Gimme the scissors, hammer, flame.
baby rap simple
They use the simple back and forth, the same, old rhythm That a baby can pick up, and join, right with 'em. But their rhymes are pathetic, they think they copacetic Using nursery terms, at least not poetic...
rap white hip-hop
I come prepared with the white suit and stethoscope, Listen to your heartbeat, delete beep beep BEEP. Your insurance is high, but my price is cheap.