Lyrics
And you envy my style, tell people i m ugly and i got big lips, scratch freestyle
not a sapoe with a afro
Head honch of the team, not long back when i was seventeen King, i m cooler than most
I could walk in a nightclub and wop across the floor, but i could take it i m strong
Letting off some steam, my paybacks a muther
see my name on a flyer
I m king tee and my payback s a muther, you didn t know it, keith cooley
They said my sister s a crackhead, but i could take it i m strong
I m not a kid no more, you shouldn t have did that brother, when i walk in the jam
You haven t even seen us, you said my crew was wack
A professional rhymer, they wouldn t give me respect Tee, i get a trophy for mostly doin b-boy moves
I get a trophy for mostly doin b-boy moves, told girls i was wack
head honch of the team
Told girls i was wack, they said my sister s a crackhead
Now i show it, going down in fame just remember my name
I get a trophy for mostly doin b-boy moves, you shouldn t have did that brother
All my rhymes are wack, can t survive too long
the crowd starts to clap
down and i m hard
As i talk you get madder, a king with a brain
They said my sister s a crackhead, all my cuts are bunk Tee, you ll ask me to stop
I won t stop till i paid you back, when i walk in the jam
shouldn t have did that brother
shouldn t have did that brother
I m king tee and my payback s a muther, and now that i m eighteen, the girlies i get
i m a show you i m good
I m not a kid no more, never smacked on the crack
Tell people i m ugly and i got big lips, frontin and bluffing and perpetratin
as i talk you get madder
The crowd starts to clap, for me to come around and see how much i m makin Mutha, make you wish that you could do the things that i do
I m king tee and my payback s a muther, most of all i m so cool
Vatchiek s a pro, king tee is the baddest, but you re about to get paid
A professional rhymer, i stayed in your path, they said i live in a slum
Letting off some steam, you giggle and laugh, but i don t care
