Tytuł: Bass

• Wykonawca: King Tee
• Wyświetleń: 229

  
   [King Tee]
  Yo Pooh, let's.. drop.. some..
  Bass, to make the walls shake
  and vibrate the floor, just like an earthquake
  King Tee is back again, but with a new topic
  I wouldn't listen too close cause it's toxic
  A new format, complete with the tool
  Even though I transform, I stay cool
  For me to get taken, how would you figure it
  Right off the bat, if you thought so would be ignorant
  or just stupid, or cold dumb
  I play lead vocals, Pooh plays drums
  Keith does cuts, suckers get torn but
  I gotta break, here comes the horns..
  
  {*samples and scratches*}
  
  Bass, to make your heart shiver
  I know you, remember back when I used to wear silver
  but I gave it a toss, cause I was told
  that you're not a real b-boy, without real gold
  so I, went downtown to see
  how much is the thirty inch dookie
  It's quite a bit of money for a big gold chain
  Throw him a thousand then he hand me some change
  and now I'm cooler, in other words I got it goin
  Sway to the side, while I'm showin a professional skill
  that I put together with perfection
  I gotta clear my throat, punch in the horn section!
  
  {*samples*}
  
  Cause I need some BOOM, to crack the walls
  break the windows, shake the room
  When I'm done take my photo, this is how it go though
  King of cool lyrics, and I'm solo
  As a rhyme preacher, shoulda been a teacher
  Let the bass reach ya, and let it beat ya
  Never givin up cause I persist to be the dopest
  I wouldn't take it as a gag or a joke it's
  serious, bass drum kickin like a ninja
  You wanna dance to death, (?) send ya
  If you say that I'm the coolest I'll probably say "Truly!"
  But at this time I represent Keith Cooley
  
  {*samples and scratches*}
  
  Verse four, the part where I get it off
  then, try to rush it cause the studio costs
  I mean the main idea is BASS
  and you probably get a bruise when it's at your face, so
  don't get mad or either angry at me
  I'm just a lyricist, and my name's Tee
  The supreme cool kid who puts life in the mic
  I need bass from a drum, to hell with the pipe!
  Casanova Fly guy, funky fresh in the flesh
  and to those who don't you best believe I'm the best
  If it's fashion I'm flashin, just like the drums
  {"Hold it now.." - ".. here it kiddy come comes!"}
  
  {*samples*}
  
  Now Keith! (Yeah) How you livin homes? (L-l-like, like this..)
  Now everybody in the disco if you're feelin alright
  and you know King Tee's the MC of the night
  Don't front, get up, let me know what's happenin
  Keith does the scratchin for the King Tee's rappin
  I'm from Compton though, I travelled the nation
  and from every different state I get different condescation
  I'm the {k-k-king..} so just give me some space
  Back up and just let {cool drop that bass!}
  
  {*scratches*}
  {cool drop that bass!}
  {*samples*}