Keith Turbo

Kool Keith

[Kool Keith]



New York City! (Keith Turbo)



You're listening to the number one



The one and only (Keith Turbo)



Keith (Keith Turbo) Turbo



Pontiac GTO



That's right we do it like that



Keith Turbo the new man



Here we go




Move in close range with the ARTCC



Air Route Traffic Control Center



I freeze MC's at maximum degrees



?? from the street when I ripped apartments



and the Corman suites



Two and a half units available, bass you can't trace



Your girl starin in my face at 7,000 feet



Turbo, jets in the cockpit



You flock with weak kids on the block with



For protection, I'll ruin your whole section



For major alteration, my final approach is to spray y'all



Attack ya like roaches



Don't step to me at the food court at the municipal airport



Your unmatched performance can't stop my endurance



Runaway 18-L, pilot one, change in your slot



Number two you're through, dischargin your battery



Stop rappin to me



New York City's number one MC, that's real G



Who's that kid B? Passengers are in position



Change your whole vision



Commercial instructors stop your stretch marks



Take off your shirt I see your ribs



Fakin like you Tommy Gibbs



Technology program, you used to know



I used to study with Son of Sam, that's right




(Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO



(Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO



(Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO



(Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO



Man (Keith Turbo)



I can throw a hundred thousand pound walrus right through the walls



That's right



Mad like five gorillas in the vocal booth [mad like five guerillas]



It's all Turbo



Yo Mom Duke, pass me my helmet