King Sun - Fat Tape Lyrics
(Ah yeah)[ VERSE 1 ]I make real fat tapes, and I like the soundSayin lines from the mind, never writin em downThough a talent I have had for quite some timeNot everybody enjoys a good rhymeI couldn't care less for anyone elsePut a rhyme on a tape and listen to it myselfIf something is wrong, I gotta eraseI think of something much fatter, and then I replaceI see it as a deed, done for rewardMy voice with a beat makes you wanna recordKing Sun with the sounds you could never escapeEvery time you turn around, you hear another fat tape[ VERSE 2 ]I went downtown, to buy a fat boxEverything was included, so the tape could rockHad dual cassette with the auto reverseMade sure that I had the fat tape firstWhen I looked in my bag, cold had a fitCouldn't find one tape with hardcore -I was so upset, and ready to get illThen I thought about a kid who lived up the hillI went to his house to get my tapeHe was playin the jams from the fire escapeI told him that I needed my tape todayHe said to tell it to the people in the alleywayWho are havin a party, but it had to haltPass of my tape, and it ain't my faultWent back for the box I came to getBought new batteries for the fat cassetteGodfather of Rock, the one with the boxPlayin 24 hours around my blockSome people okay, but I'm in good shapeIt cost 5.99 for a fat tape[ VERSE 3 ]Bust the rhythm & blues, here's good newsFor those of you that love the hip-hopContinuous beats play through the streetsAnd the good news is that it will not stop(Check this out)It's contagious, like a bad diseaseAttracts many people like a dog does fleasThough it pumps as this party jumps for only 1 MCI am the activator, sole creatorDown with the man who rocks the crossfaderBack and forth, to move south and northAnd to increase at such a level, and I can go offSlow or fast, yet to get fasterCapability equivalent to the mastersKnowledge known, wise words to be spokenRecord what I'm sayin if your deck is not broken[ VERSE 4 ]Maestro, I conduct, make mega bucksAnd this tape will certainly self-destructNo mission's impossible, I'm unstoppableAfford to record on tapes that are droppableVarious beats that rock the streetKing Sun who you anticipated to meetMy tape will sore to unlimited heightsContract of insurance in case you might bitePut a tape in a box, start walkin aroundNo need to rewind or turn the tape downTurn it up past 10 and have no fearYou are playin one of many fat jams to hearIn the winter or the summer, or any timeNothin is recorded over none of my rhymeSoundwave static, no interferencePeople applaud by the sight of my appearanceNo top hat, Tuxedo or capeJust me on the m-i-c and a fat tape[ VERSE 5 ]Some tapes are heavy, and I mean fatI record in a level above the hi-hatBass drum plants fear into your earWith the help of the snare it will ruin your gearRippin off your clothes from your head to your toesIdolize the sound that many people have choseSound so live, you would think I'm in itSo much pleasure on a 60 minuteCassette, to eject shows disrespectBustin out a 90 minute full of hi-fi tech-nology induced, well givin a boostI get loose, and I do it for a musical useNot done for the money, or to impressI do it, because this is what I do bestKing Sun is the one, fruitier than a grapeEverytime you turn around, you hear another fat tapeBust the fat tapeLouie LouAnd the Co-Pro Brothers
