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King Tee
King Tee
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Marley Marl
Marley Marl
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King Tee
King Tee
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[Verse 1]
I'ma bust it off like this for Compton
Yo, what's up? Yo, what's happening? What's happening?
E-Swift, you cuttin' the records nice, boy
DJ Pooh, what's up, man? We all chillin'
Yo, yo, J-Ro's in the house, we all cold coolin' out
You know what I'm sayin'?
And I'ma bust it off like this for Compton
[Verse 2]
Look who sprung up, comin' the fuck up
I came in the place to let you know what's up
With a bunch of trunk jewelry
Two or three fat gold chains, ring plates with my name on 'em
Yeah, I rhyme fly, real fly, Hobbes
I wear Nikes 'cause I run from the cops
Pops taught me lots, he said, "Toys are for tots"
At four, bought me a box, when I was six, I wore  a jock
'Cause my jimmy was gettin' kinda big
At nine, I was a kid, but I took my first swig
Of that Olde English beer
So my peers wouldn't think that I was queer
Yeah, right off, I got the title of a gangsta
Pranksters run because they know that there ain't a
Person runnin' a verse on like this
What's up? This at your own risk, sucker
[Verse 3]
(This at your own risk) This at your own risk, uh
This at your own risk, sucker
(This at your own risk) This at your own risk
(This at your own risk) This at your own risk
[Verse 4]
People always say (Are you the king of the west?)
But there's always some pest who try to put you to the test
Even though they know I'm king, I'm on a higher level
I even dust the church, they sold their soul to the Devil
I mean, really, how you think I'm livin'?
On the shit, I'm livin' like Thanksgiving
So, yo, what's up, turkey? Tryna jerk me?
Your rhymes don't work, see? You can't hurt Tee
The almighty individual you said you knew
But I don't think you really know about
The K-I-N-G super cool mack daddy
I drive a Caddy and I'm livin' fatly
Had me on stage in a rage
Yellin' was what you know, that's how I get paid
Made my mark, but rappers still insist to diss
But, yo, it's at your own risk, sucker
[Verse 5]
(This at your own risk) This at your own risk
'Sup? (Come on)
(This at your own risk) This at your own risk
(This at your own risk) Do it at your own risk
Bust a break
[Verse 6]
Risk
Verse three
Is another word for those to remember
King Tee is the champ, smashin' all contenders
For those who disbelieve, just step to my direction
I'm snappin' arms, legs, and even necks and
Suckers who thrive to drive me crazy
You know the ones who front, tryin' to amaze me
Take it as a warning 'cause I'm hopin' that you don't diss
But get a load of this, it's at your own risk, sucker
[Verse 7]
(This at your own risk) This at your own risk
(This at your own risk) This at your own risk
(This at your own risk) This at your own risk
(This at your own risk) This at your own risk
[Verse 8]
Get funky, get, get funky
Come on, come on, get funky
Ah, oh-oh, yeah, get funky
Aw, ooh, shit (This at your own risk)
At your own risk, suckers
[Verse 9]
(This at your own risk) This at your own risk
Yeah, E-Swift
(This at your own risk) This at your own risk
(This at your own risk) This at your own risk
Aw, you're doggin' it, man
(This at your own risk) See you
Written by: King Tee
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