Spread 'Em - Kool Keith, Kutmasta Kurt

Yeah, kick a little freestyle, show you kids how I get wild

You know, show ya how to make records, do it the right way

You listeners out there, you know it’s real, you know, it’s real

Yeah check it out, you know one time

I make statements, permanent holes in what you say

It ain’t that riff raff junk and all the garbage that you play

College kids know that’s a Frisbee, it’s a no, no

I got thank god it’s not released in a promo

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

I kick one style, you Kurt, yo drop that record right down

They wanna dance, yo stupid buggin', c’mon right now

Yeah, I guess I’ll jump up on the record

Your A&R man is quite stupid, he can’t check it

My style go again, my style flow again

My style kicks like Jim Kelly in a show again

Alright you buggin' my brother, you still thinkin'

A M.C.

Battle, no comp, a rapper still stinkin'

You got that deal this time 'cause you was lucky man

Yo, gimme my tape back yo, what fuck it man

I continue I walk with my heat I burn your style

Like a live barbecue smells good I turn your style

You don’t want none, it’s rabbit time and duck season

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

I put my mask on, the thing with me you can’t see me

My freestyle get wild makin' rappers wanna leave me

Yo pack yo bags yo kid you catchin' Amtrak

I’m revolvin' like a pin worm in yo ass crack

I don’t care who you bad, I work your rectum out

Give you a shower cap, a rag wipe your spectrum out

I see you boogie' an' down hop on the first floor

I see you boogie' an' up hop on the second floor

You ain’t that good kid, I’m bringin' back more

Your crew is over like Breakout and the Funky Four

Super Rhymes the Fifth Dimension on they last tour

Yo, better step back, yo tell 'em that I’m comin' through

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

I come like Fright Night, you come and you fear the funky monster

You walk like herman, I cut your hair like Eddie Munster

Don’t try that grampa style, you catch a tissue wipe

You talkin' big shit, ya rhymin' on a tiny mic

I freak the funk, I flow 'n funk, I freak it fast, I freak it past

Like Scottish wipe ash

You don’t know you margarine, come on butter man

I hate to say it straight to your face again

Kickin' that wack junk, you’re bound to feel the bass again

I don’t, I don’t, I don’t, yo play kid

If you must test skills you dummies can stay, kid

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up

Move on the floor, spread 'em wide, eat 'em up