King Tee - Take You Home Lyrics
( *yawns* )Ah manSuckers bite my stuff, manCan't get no sleep, manYo, what's up, DJ Pooh?Nice to see you back, manFor 1990, right?Finna do it upBut I want you to do somethin for me, PoohYou could do me a favor right quick?W-won't you pump up the beat a little bit right here, come on, right hereSuckersSuckers1990, y'allKing Tee back on the mapAnd we gon' tear it up like thisI wanna dedicate this song to all the L.A. rappers out thereCheck it out(Don't turn away, I think you should listen) -- > MC LyteWell I'm the one for my treble, two for my bass3, 4, 5 just to stay on paceNow that I got your attention you'll be happy to knowThat they call me Tee the King but King Tee's how it goesSo suckers, get your shit and get packedCatch the next boat out, supreme Tela's backAnd I'm funky once agaian, so run and tell a friendThey said I wouldn't last but I'll be here until it endsYo, I'm the king at being cool but get a load of thisThey wanna label me best L.A. soloistI couldn't be like that, but then again I couldCause half of you MC's ain't no goodAnyway, hey, I got somethin to sayDirected to every MC in L.A.You run up on the King - huh, how dumbYou knew from the beginning you shoulda brung a gun, sonCause I be shootin the gift like it's a giftTake the punk, slide em up just like a spliff ( *inhales* )Then everything's cool and copasteticI wrote the book on being cool - oh, you read it?How'd you like the part where I tell you how to walkThe kinda clothes to wear, the use of slang in your talk?No need to look around cause there ain't no clone-acapo
