Get off my elevator (Security will escort you out my building) Get off my elevator (You are very nosey and un high classed) Get off my elevator (Security
Get off my elevator! (Security will escort you out my building) Get off my elevator! (You are very nosey and un-highclassed) Get off my elevator
Tradução: Kool Keith. Get Off My Elevator.
Tradução: Oficina de la banda sonora del espacio. Get Off My Elevator [Kool Keith].
the motherfuckin psycho clique I blow your face off you punk, and my dick get hard Fuck with my program, I'm mad and my stick get hard You want some shit
This is agent Ble-Ced Gee Ultramagnetic's in full effect We in here droppin freestyle rhymes like MC Champions So Keith, take it away [Kool Keith] Power
m down right? [girl] Who's that? [Tim D] Yo that's my man Kool Keith, the Rhythm X [girl] Hi Keith... what does the X stand for? [Kool Keith] See you
spoke to anyone, the f.b.i.'s at my house Chorus: kool keith (repeat 2x) Shoes n suits! shoes n suits! Supreme court.. [kool keith] Investigators ridin on my elevator
cables in elevators Make the rush hour stop draggin' dead elephants in department stores While, people shop, with a briefcase from Spelmen I have to tell men, get off my
ass motherfucker [Keith] Suck my dick [thug] You fuckin spaghetti and meatball eatin motherfucker [Keith] You don't have any fuckin knowledge [thug] Fuck you man, conio man, suck my dick man [Keith
but nobody believe me The CIA circuit breakers, business suits, arrangements Astronauts work the button get off at Mars control The mission station from the elevator
Kool Keith] Shorty, just take off your clothes Take them off (I wanna take it off) Shorty, take off your clothes Take them off (I wanna take it off) [
down And open your legs like this? Yeah come in Yo whassup? I'm down right? Who's that? Yo that's my man Kool Keith, The Rhythm X Hi Keith what does
They never understood, many people were so slow My funky type of rhyme, and my style is pyscho Complex wrecks wrecks, my style go X X I move around off
'know, catch a clock with Yeah, people jock shit My pen control the forces My stamina burn your sources [Chorus 2X: Marc Live] Move, get out, run for
you [Chorus: Kool Keith] Shorty, just take off your clothes Take them off (I wanna take it off) Shorty, take off your clothes Take them off (I wanna take it off
nobody believe me The CIA circuit breakers, business suits, arrangements Astronauts work the button get off at Mars control The mission station from the elevator
