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Tytuł: The coolest

  • Wykonawca: King Tee
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     [King Tee]
  Yes yes y'all, it's not a secret no more
  The King b-boy Tee has been washed ashore
  And I'm back I'm here to say if I'm a King then I should rule
  I'm the best for the job, you know why?
  (WHY?!) Cause I'm cool..
  
  .. see I'm
  smoother than silk, cooler than an icicle
  Rough like a bully, I'm rollin like a bicycle
  Fresh like a virgn calculates like a math wiz
  You think you're bad? I'ma show you what bad is
  Microphone magician, it's the end when I start
  A confidential differential, I'm the state of the art
  Crowned King b-boy, the elite rap reverand
  Master of the Ceremony twenty-four/seven
  MC's don't fear me, I come in peace, ha
  Drapped in Fila, or either Elise
  Cause I'm the cool wop dancer, girlies romancer
  Suckers stay away I'll mess you up like cancer
  My style is original, not a subliminal
  You say to yourself there's no one better, than him you know
  Bustin all bustaz, killin all killers
  Tacklin MC's like a Pittsburgh Steeler
  I'm bolder than bold, I wear a lot of white gold
  The supreme King Tee, I've got things in control
  Skeezers wanna clock me while I'm on my way to school
  You don't, have to ask why, you know the reason..
  .. he's COOL!
  
  {*DJ scratches*}
  
  I got a white gold crown, white gold ropes
  Sleep on white sheets, ski on white slopes
  Supreme to be exact you know I'm cooler than most
  When God gave out coolness, I took a whole dose
  I won't bother or nag you, to rhyme I'll be glad to
  You thought I couldn't get you but I already had you
  I know you heard my DJ, is he good or what?
  Keith Cooley is a killer, your DJ's a mutt
  I wouldn't try to take him on he'll cut you up like a biologist
  He'll be the tutor, and I'm the talk-ologist
  You think he's new, well for you I feel sorry
  Cause see, he's been around since Uncle Jam's Army
  Cool impresario, majority ruler
  I got a lot of money - go ask my jewler
  Def in the flesh is the cool King Tela
  I talk more noise than J&D's talk Fila
  I'm the most coolest and I sit on the throne
  Givin the latest fashions silver shines like chrome
  The King your royal highness better known as a cool rider
  Got a forty of Olde E then I'll ask, let me try this
  Coolest of cool and my rhymes are essential
  To see me, guardians have to be parental
  Me and Keith, are the teachers of the new cool school
  But not only that, I gotta tell you somethin.. I'm cool!
  
  Keith Cooley!
  
  {*DJ scratches*}
  
  I can't rhyme about crack, I'm not the one to be tellin it
  The ones sayin don't are the ones that's sellin it
  I can't cope in other words I can't feel it
  If crack was a monster, then I'd kill it
  Cause I'm rough and I'm tough, and I come from L.A.
  Yo my name is King Tee and I'm here to stay
  I got the courage of a bull, words of a wizard
  Hotter than sex, cooler than a blizzard
  Leader of the land, commander and the chief
  Bigger and bolder other words I got beef
  I got a posse at that, mostly, cold chillin
  Yours make thousands, mines make millions
  Not at all a gangsta cause I never do crimin
  I make a lot of money, by just cool rhymin
  Not doin it cause I want to but I'm doin it cause I hasta
  Coolest of the cool and plus I rule the rap classes
  Yeah my stuff is funky, and I'm the rap junkie
  Slammin sucka punks like a Hurricane Bundy
  And for the rap race place your bet on the King
  I run like Quicksilver, fly like I had wings
  To you it seems like that I'm braggin a lot
  but I'm saggin a lot, because money I got
  I'm the MC dismantler, lyrical manipulator
  Eightball drinker, the new cool innovator
  I'm King Tee, Keith Cooley is the DJ
  No fakin or frontin, turntables do what he say
  Cuttin like a ginsu, makin bets against you
  The girlies go wild, Keith prove that he can dance to
  Fila we wear, won't promise or swear
  Don't get too much comp cause MC's I tear
  in half, and laugh, cause it's just so hilarious
  to walk in a jam, and see the most scariest
  punks in my way, tryin to see how I play
  I know they eat more rhymes than horses eat hay
  but I keep my cool cause see like, that's my image
  Stroll like a gangsta think you lost when I finish
  Grab me a skeezer, head towards the booth
  cause I'm not only a King, I'm supreme.. and I'm cool!
  
  {*DJ scratches*}
  

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