Little Girls (feat. KutMasta Kurt) - Kool Keith

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Little Girls (feat. KutMasta Kurt) Lyrics

Yo, Keith man
I just turned off the TV man
Kids out there be thinkin' they hardcore man
We gotta do somethin' man, yo, do it

Little girls, think they're hardcore
Little girls, think they're hardcore
Little girls, think they're hardcore
Little girls, think they're hardcore

You got nine cars, tons of champagne by the cases
Two thousand people killed, fake murder cases
Videos exaggerate things you never make
Your style is all tissue, chocolate fudge cream cake

The companies back you, people out there wanna slap you
Original fraud, funny with a mic cord
Persuadin' kids that you hard, every stage you tour
Cold scared you in a motel, you can't come out

After the show, with panties on, you hurry run out
You petrified hallucinatin' thinkin' hardcore
You got the style now, you have to roll with 50 people
Lookin' hard and mean, you ain't pullin' triggers

Did you pay your bodyguards for actin' hard?
You get pistol-whipped, booty tapped, face scarred
Down and out with camouflage gear and no war
You ain't in the army kid

Little girls, think they're hardcore
Little girls, think they're hardcore
Little girls, think they're hardcore

Now your show's packed up, you're gassed up
I'm there you're scared
You just turned twat, looked away feelin' weird
You on the walkie talkie standin' close near the door
Thinkin' 'bout your records how you pop doo-doo more

Posses wait in Texas, Detroit for the bum rush
You bringin' rubber, your crew is nervous smokin' dust
You perpetrate your front, show your teeth, smokin' blunts
Rappers cancel shows, ran away with stunts

Your manager scared, with ghetto mugs starin' at him
Your crew pressured more, to even act harder
You took New York, down South them folks wasn't havin' that
Three kids from D.C. pulled out, what you laughin' at?

You ran out, funny style, girl style, panty style
Freestyle the same style last week
You was bitin' off that kid Bo Peep
With no panties on, your rectum got torn

Rearranged, I caught you after the show
Naked out, butt out, cracked out, with two rolls of film
Tryin' to sell pictures of your lover
With you, molestin' your little brother
I smacked you and stole your pistols

Little girls, think they're hardcore
Little girls, think they're hardcore
Little girls, think they're hardcore
Little girls, think they're hardcore

Tommy, didn't I raise you to go to Catholic school?
But mom, I gotta keep this up, this is all a front
This is just gimmicks to sell my records
The people don't have to know
I mean really, that's just me, even though we're soft
Me and my friends all of us
We just make money, that's all, it's a gimmick

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An original member of New York's new-school pioneers the Ultramagnetic MC's, "Kool" Keith Thornton is best known as a solo rapper. His signature style is stream-of-consciousness lyrical flow and complex vocals, two skills that earn him a perennial nod from the underground hip-hop community. The average Kool Keith album is peppered with bizarre, disjointed, even delusional or disassociated themes, concepts, and references. Nearly all of his albums incorporate a satirical dislike for more commercialized strains of hip-hop, as well as major record labels.

Thornton's early career and lyrics with the Ultramagnetic MC's often referenced his time as a patient of Bellevue, a psychiatric hospital, where he was treated for depression. With Ultramagnetic MC's, his abstract style developed, maturing in songs like Poppa Large. He was probably the first rapper to create an alter ego, and then create an alter ego for that alter ego (Kool Keith v. Moe Luv). After the Ultramagnetic MC's broke up, he expanded his resume, experimenting with new styles, including his self-described pornocore, known for pornographic imagery and brutal, abstract lyrics. Sex Style released in 1997, was the showcase for this genre.

Teaming up with Dan the Automator Nakamura under the name Dr. Octagon, Thornton again reinvented his image, recording the self-titled Dr. Octagon album (later reissued under the title Dr. Octagonecologyst) which was released by the English trip hop label Mo Wax. The album received critical acclaim, though mainly from sources outside the mainstream hip-hop community. The critical success of the album helped to open the accessibility of the underground hip hop scene to an appreciative audience. For Dan the Automator, this album laid the foundation for a burgeoning career and accolades as a producer; for Thornton, the success of Dr. Octagonecologyst seemed to put him in danger of being typecast as a "space and Mars" rapper, or an industry tool, which he throughout his career has looked down upon.

His style as a whole is characterized by non sequiturs and bizarre commentary, particularly anal, fecal and genital references. For example, "Chief administrator suck my oil," "Dr. Ludicrous I turn into an octopus," "All this jealousy shit is mayonnaise and celery shit," "Two drinks minimum, don't worry, we're maximum," etc. An instrumental version of the album, Instrumentalyst, showcased the production, became a rising success with most of the credit given to Dan the Automator and other collaborators, even though Thornton is credited on the LP with some production duties.

List of projects, groups and alter-egos:

- Ultramagnetic MC's
- Dr. Octagon
- Dr. Dooom
- Sinister 6000 (Dan the Automator)
- Black Elvis
- Masters of Illusion
- Analog Brothers
- Mr. Nogatco
- Project Polaroid
- Tashan Dorset
- Sex Style
- Ultra
- The Cenobites
- Sergei Khmelev




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