Livin' Astro - Kool Keith

[Kool Keith] 
Yeah 
Every morning I wake up  lookin in the mirror 
I am  the original Black Elvis 
That's right when you see me  with my wig to the side 
wearin my short leather jacket 
Marilyn Monroe on my back 
I'm livin that life 
I'm for real with this 
That's what I think about 
I like to tell my fans 

I got my shades  big rock star compared to Elvis 
Signin autographs for rappers  while girls move they pelvis 
Write songs quickly, for Elton John or Lionel Richie 
Call up my butler, get clothes washed by the maid 
Ivory soap, this is clean, feel like Cascade 
I count the bills, roll to Detroit in Sedan DeVille's 
I throw my skully on, big robe like Marvin Gaye 
Step in the front row, primetime I move your way 
Budweiser Fest soundcheck, demanding more respect 
I come correct through the Metro, and turn y'all petrol 
I'm up here early bitin donuts sippin on espresso 
While you sleep, I creep, gainin ground by the week 
Ampex reels, makin phone calls, I'm closin deals 
I move with skill, ride through Philly streets in Cherry Hill 
I'm doin it well, I'm doin it swell 
Yeah 

Flying saucers, spaceships move at warp speed 
MTV level three when I fly on BET 
Livin' astro, tell me how you feel 
One two, one two 

Movin roughly, straight to the desert, San Antonio 
I talk swift the Rock King Black Romeo 
I pack clubs, promoters put me out in Tokyo 
Damage your area, I'ma launch a fierce missile 
I roll schools, movin butt like I'm toilet tissue 
What is your issue? You over man, I don't miss you 
Scottie soft, you play like Jan Van Britteclaw 
New Jersey Nets real man, you ain't no Donald Hillman 
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