[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*}