stoney jackson lyrics – kool keith

[kool keith]
this is a message – yeah
to all you jheri curl, cats – solar – yknahmsayin?
you chic kids, seventy-four n*gg*z, seventy-four n*gg*z
f*ck that i remember them n*gg*z with jheri curls
n*body’s hardcore n*gg*z who souped up ready for the world
babyface in the deal, i keep sh*t real
activator spray, you know how that sh*t feel
only solar records was signin n*gg*z with curls
and givin afro sheen n*gg*z a deal
aluminum foil suits, you n*gg*z know your roots
like undisputed truth, lakeside, music n*gg*z, zapp clap n*gg*z
i referee, watch them fight backpack n*gg*z
big groups like heatwave and war, carryin all that sh*t
amp and costume sh*ts on tour

wake up! . the sun’s in your face
the sun in your face
wake up! . the sun’s in your face
the sun’s in your face face face face.
wake up! . the sun’s in your face
the sun’s in your face
stoney jackson!

[kool keith]
f*ck you liar, tryin to come like you earth wind & fire
sly stone picture with a dj and a numark mixer
n*gg*z on julius earving d*ck, use a 76er fake sir nose
larry blackman was dissin rap with cameo
i had my lee dungarees on, and my right arm pickin my afro
slave was my n*gg*z, i bought ten cans of gel activator
when atlantic starr was payin no mind to me in the front row
i wasn’t f*ckin with the isley brothers, the gap band
on stage all them shiny motherf*ckers like clear and pure energy
more jheri curl n*gg*z flyin into laguardia and kennedy
i’m before rap, f*ck you, i’m the public enemy
madison square garden security can’t get with me
don’t bother me, motherf*cker i’m busy!


[kool keith]
this is my land, f*ck k-ci and the sunshine band
wack-*ss leather gear with them metal chemicals around your hand
two n*gg*z comin out with that same sh*t like bootsy
you ain’t a true n*gg*
alexander o’neal perm type sh*t on your ampex reel
jimmy jim and terry lewis production
got morris day on the ssl board
with f*cked up beats that need reconstruction
vest on the cover of jet with liposuction
jheri curl n*gg*z like the time got f*cked up on their publishin
from tko to con-funk-shun, the jet alb*m was hot
the family sh*t was b*mpin
f*ck what you thought stoney jackson you was somethin!

/ kool keith lyrics