[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-fourseven

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