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King Tee's drunk again, yo, check this out, aww shit, aw shit |
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I wanna dedicate this song to all them motherfuckers out there |
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That, that, that perpentratin', perpetratin', perpin'tratin', wait, rewind |
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(Eh but yo, King Tee, man, what is this? What is this?) |
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Some cool shit for the King's anthology |
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And when I'm done, don't expect no apology |
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Stupid motherfuckers shoulda stepped when I warned 'em |
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I'm from the Boondocks of Compton, California |
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I'm just anxious to whoop some ass |
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I went to high school, but I flunked every class |
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So what makes you think I give a fuck about respect? |
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I'll put your bitch in check and I'll bet |
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You won't run up, son of a punk and a bitch, too |
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I shoulda did a drive by on you and your crew |
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'Cuz y'all be poppin' some shit that's unheard of |
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For you, what's the word? Uh, it's murder, son |
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When I be crushin' your hood with a passion |
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And I ain't talkin' that action Jackson |
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When I come you better run for ammo |
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Or get played like a fuckin' piano |
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And yo, we got my homeboy Ice Cube |
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In the house from the motherfuckin' |
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Lench Mob, what's up, nigger? And yo Ice Cube |
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I heard you're a singer now, man, what's up? Yo, yo |
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Do ray me but I don't sing, mothafucker |
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I kick shit with the King, mothafucker |
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Ice Cube will clock the cash, rock the mass |
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And if you run up, I'll sock your ass |
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And watch that eye get swollen |
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'Cuz I'm playin' punk niggas like Beethoven |
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So bust a cap or swing and die |
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Fuck Yul Brynner, it's still The King and I |
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Cuz where I'm from the sun don't shine |
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So one time hope I only bust one rhyme |
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But I bust one more for the suckers |
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Last year I was Ruthless, now I'm Lenchin' mothafuckers |
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And you'll see in a tree, MCs and crews |
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Now they're lookin' for me, King Tee, and Pooh |
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Now every nigga that crossed me's soprano |
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'Cuz I played their ass like a fuckin' piano |
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Yo, check this out, we got my homeboy |
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Breeze in the motherfuckin' house from the L.A. Posse |
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And he got some shit to holler |
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Come on, man, bust this shit |
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Well, I'm-a take the mic like it was a jack move |
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Run with the beat as long as the track moves |
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Hot as lava, organized like a seminar |
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Serve you, your crew, him |
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And them and a couple of rap-saps who think they can get butt |
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You slipped and shit, so nitwit, just get the nuts |
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Stealin' your high hopes, watchin' you write notes |
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Better walk a chalk line, not fuckin' a tightrope |
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Rap slicker, thicker, quicker than others, then I stop swift |
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Shift from 1st to 5th, while you stop to shoplift |
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Take the mic stand whenever the duty calls |
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If I bust a nut for every rhyme I had, I'd get blue balls |
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Serious as drama, I'm-a watch her say, "Me too |
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You're shorter than Michu, your rhymes are see-through |
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You're nothin' like GQ, transparent, I made it apparent |
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I'm here to wax and tax the incoherent |
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'Cuz B R E E Z E will easily remain to be-e a top MC |
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When you see me, I wear a beanie, and not a Kangol |
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Now you got played, like a fuckin' piano |
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This is just a sample of three black Nigroes |
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Who grew up in the heart of the ghetto |
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Doin' what we had to just to make ends meet |
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Some steal for a livin', some stand on the street, just slang |
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Some gang-bang, but big deal |
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They say in Compton, you gotta kill or get killed |
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Mothafuckin' police pull ya over, slam ya down |
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Then tell ya that your hood is their town |
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And I ain't goin' for no shit like that |
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Cuff me up, take me to jail, I'll come back |
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Talkin' much shit, 'cuz I talk what the fuck I feel |
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A few weeks in the county ain't no big deal |
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So a punk like you can't fuck with me |
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That big ballin'ass nigga named King Tee |
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You think ya can? I don't think that you can, though |
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Peace to Ice Cube and Breeze and the fuckin' piano |
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