KANGO SHELLTOE

MOokneto {ANTI-RAPPER} - “KANGO SHELLTOE”
[Emcee(s): MOokneto {ANTI-RAPPER}]
[Producer(s): Ahurumazda (of The Deity Complex)]

[Verse 1: MOokneto {ANTI-RAPPER}]
You can tell how this kid was arranged
His eye was acute, but his ear was rather strange
The only constant that remained: he never changed
Except for the name and the players within the game
Since Sugar Hill and the Double Dutch
Way before you Hawked Dominique do the double-clutch
MOok is such and such, crews were the freshest
Abused kids with flows that were fatter than Precious
Each word heavy like the length of white Mayas
With beatbreaks that were whole fire like rubber tire
Most would expire before the flames would touch ‘em
Exposed to the toxic fumes through the combustion
Poetically crushing like a third-grade male
Thoroughly infatuated by a fine piece of tail
A snowball chance in hell
As I pulled the note, the last received before the last bell
Ah well (Fuck it), back to the drawing board
Worked on my kata, came back with a sharper sword
The art of war beautiful but majestic
But if you fall in love, charges are domestic
And we ain’t talking San Diego, pendejo
If she unstable, attraction could be fatal
(Hah!) But that’s a whole different show
Flip up the flow, Kangol, Shelltoe

[Hook: MOokneto {ANTI-RAPPER}]
Flip up the flow, flip up the flow
Flip up the flow, Kangol, Shelltoe
Kangol, Shelltoe, flip up the flow
Kangol, Shelltoe, flip up the flow

[Verse 2: MOokneto {ANTI-RAPPER}]
I know they gonna bite—that’s to be expected, so I
Marked the edible so the Reader could Digest it
Once ingested, the most hideous infection
Disintegrates a section of the victim’s small intestine
Which explains the sudden urge to defecate
And even if you’re overweight, you end up in better shape
I stay physically fit. Mentally
I’m as sick as they get, big as a blimp
Fat bastard (“Get in my belly!”), track master, rhyme-crafter
Dope every day of my life and then after
At which point, I would return to wreak havoc
And devour your planet with the power of Galactic
But don’t panic—that’s at least a thousand years later
First, I need the Sun to block the moon from the equator
Each hater will receive a complementary plaque from me
Due to cutbacks this year, you won’t receive a track from me
(No!) And, believe me, that’s a travesty
Every day I can’t diss rhymes, (“I’m in agony”)
Family tragedy stitched all throughout the tapestry
Sewing the seeds of savagery automatically
Hell, I never bought what’s-his-name’s shit
And you kicking the same lame shit that he came with
Me bite a rhyme secondhand? That’s like
Asking Pakistan to reprimand the Taliban
I ain’t a fan nor do I hate the man
(Nah) A bad actor, never was a Laker fan
Hah, but that’s a whole different show (Yeah)
Flip up the flow, Kangol, Shelltoe, yeah!

[Hook: MOokneto {ANTI-RAPPER}]
Flip up the flow, flip up the flow
Flip up the flow, Kangol, Shelltoe
Kangol, Shelltoe, flip up the flow
Kangol, Shelltoe, flip up the flow
Flip up the flow
Kangol, Shelltoe, flip up the flow
Flip up the flow, flip up the flow
Shelltoe, Kangol, Shell, flip up the flow
Flip up the flow, flip up the flow
Flip up the flow, Kangol, Shelltoe
Kangol, Shelltoe, flip up the flow
Kangol, Shelltoe, lognaK, eotllehS
Flip up the flow, flip
Flip up the flow