King Tee - Let's Get It On Lyrics
[singers]Lets get it onnnnn.. its time to get downLets get it onnnnn.. its time to get down[king tee]Huh, for your convenience Im fully equipped with the madnessPlus I bring joy to the sadnessMr. insane chose to bring the noiseI flex out the best out, and I brought my boysFor the function, wait bring the pumps and the bumps inNiggaz wanna trip I got pumps in my trunk thenI rule all I survey, bust a moveAint nothin changed but the God damn grooveI bring forth fat shit on the moneyHomies wanna trip but Im chillin with the honiesMy girl (? ) and nikki nicole, gets papesI brought sable just for old times sakeThe real ruler wrecks records, I mean wrecks wombsBut now I got the psychadelic tuneI dedicate this to my true black sistersNiggaz bump this while they rollin on them twisters[singers]Lets get it onnnnn.. its time to get downLets get it onnnnn.. its time to get down[king tee]Yo I told you man I dont play around with the musicIm funkdafied, blowin up acousticsIm rather remarkable when I kick the matterSkilled in the field of rough grammarI electrify and intoxicate the momentI branch out and crush my opponentIts +super nigga+ in the skies, wild manneredReportin on the sound, you got to gets downLike I toldja, and peep you can write it in your bookCause, yo - thats that shit with that soul train hook, yeahThe blackness gets stronger, the soul gets deepMake room for the alkaholik sheikI persist to be the infinite all-time greatIm told that my name gained weightSince the past, so hell, let me take it on the blastYo yo, pass the rug before I bust my ass[singers]Lets get it onnnnn.. its time to get downLets get it onnnnn.. its time to get down[king tee]Hey nig bust the funk, I feel somethin comin+tales from the crypt+ or I might just be bugginNo propoganda, I stand outstanderA +outkast+, like them kids from atlantaI perform microphone exorcism on rappersI cast out the demon from them bastardsAnd oh nikke, you did the track, whats the plan?Step to the mic and show these hookers how to slam[nikke nicole]Flash for a style, nikke is the pictureOpen as I enter, Id like to send aTrack thats fat, constant non-stoppinFrom brooklyn to compton, my shit is stompin.. I like to parlay on the aveEvery now and then smoke a blunt, sip a heinekenI know a king named tee, tha alkaholikI can rock a rhyme no matter how you call itProduce hits from the bassmentI make loops, if theyre used, I replace emNikke nicole, the soul sound, bring the whole crewWe can all get down..[singers]Lets get it onnnnn.. its time to get downLets get it onnnnn.. its time to get downLets get it onnnnn.. its time to get downLets get it onnnnn.. its time to get down{*fades out*}
