[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
Let me show these kids what to do

RPM 600 pound gorillas, 22 not hot
Engine accurate, GPS storm scopes on your folks
Monitors equal, my three million new