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King Tee
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Take You Home
Lyricist：Jordan Mark S, Mc Bride Roger
Ah, man, suckers bite my stuff, man
Can't get no sleep, man
Yo, what's up, DJ Pooh?
Nice to see you back, man
For 1990, right? Finna, do it up
But I want you to do somethin' for me, Pooh
You could do me a favor right quick?
W-won't you pump up the beat a little bit?
Right here, come on, right here
Suckers, suckers, 1990, y'all
King Tee back on the map
And we gon' tear it up like this
I wanna dedicate this song
To all the L.A. rappers out there, check it out
(Don't turn away, I think you should listen)
Well, I'm the one for my treble, two for my bass
3, 4, 5, just to stay on pace
Now that I got your attention, you'll be happy to know
That they call me Tee the King but King Tee's how it goes
So suckers, get your shit and get packed
Catch the next boat out, supreme Tela's back
And I'm funky once again, so run and tell a friend
They said I wouldn't last but I'll be here until it ends
Yo, I'm the king at being cool but get a load of this
They wanna label me best L.A. soloist
I couldn't be like that but then again I could
'Cause half of you MC's ain't no good
Anyway, hey, I got somethin' to say
Directed to every MC in L.A.
You run up on the King, huh, how dumb?
You knew from the beginnin' you shoulda brung a gun, son
'Cause I be shootin' the gift like it's a gift
Take the punk, slide 'em up just like a spliff
Then everything's cool and copastetic
I wrote the book on being cool, oh, you read it?
How'd you like the part where I tell you how to walk
The kinda clothes to wear, the use of slang in your talk?
No need to look around cause there ain't no clone
King Tee came to take you home, come on
(You can make it
Don't turn away, I think you should listen
You can make it
Don't turn away, I think you should listen close)
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I came to take you home
You can make it, you can make it
Don't turn away, I think you should listen
You can make it
Don't turn away, I think you should listen
Now this tune right here allows you to get funky
Literally you can do what you want, see?
I'm more like the pilot or the driver of the scene
Or somethin' that you usually dream
Yeah, I'm manufacturin' the sickest metaphor
Lyrics you're not ready for
Hear it, I keep a steady score
Of suckers and muthafuckas who like to suffer
I wear big ropes in clusters
And I execute, never wore a sexy suit
I wear khakis with a T-shirt and hikin' boots
A rare fashion with the gangster touch
Because Ballys don't mix and turtlenecks suck
But hey, I be crashin', throw in a accent
Maxin' while I'm waxin' the boots with passion
Happens to be one of my favorite attractions
The name's King Tee but the T's for taxin'
Phoney MC's, them sucker punks wanna riff
Just because I wanna give the party a lift
You know, build your spirits expand your horizon
This particular production is mine's
And E-Swift's, the DJ E-Swift to be exact
Holds a hypnotizin' scratch, make the others look wack
So look all you want 'cause there ain't no clone
King Tee came to take you home, come on
You can make it
Don't turn away, I think you should listen
You can make it
Don't turn away, I think you should listen
You can make it
Don't turn away, I think you should listen close
You can make it
Don't turn away, I think you should listen
I think you should listen, I think you should listen
I think you should listen close
Don't turn away, I think you should listen close
Don't turn away, don't
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