See, not long back I was seventeen When I in the jam, suckers look at me mean wouldn't give me respect, told girls I was a whack You shouldn't have did that brother, I'm here for the
They spreaded rumors about the They that I was a front All my are wack All my are bunk
said I live in a slum, my father's a bum They my sister's a crackhead, my brother's drinkin' Rum But I didn't let it bother me took my Sat at the kitchen wrote my rhymes
And now that I'm eighteen, I'm not a kid no I could walk in a and wop across the floor I'm a show you I'm Make you wish that you could do the that I do If I could you I would
See, back then you didn't like me, I in your path See my name on a flyer, you giggle and Tell people I'm soft when I really get off You didn't know it, now I it, I'm the Hip Hop boss
See, people like you are known for and bluffing and perpetratin' Biting and lyin' and waitin' For me to around and see how much I'm makin'
See, money I got, 'cause I'm a pro at trade You thought you got away but you're about to get You told girls I was wack, shouldn't have did that Look, I'm King Tee and my a mutha
As I you get madder because the crowd starts to notice A rhymer, yeah, you must know this I'm than most, most of all I'm so cool Never smacked on the crack I'm too busy in school
See, I just you're jealous and you envy my style You my rhymes, say it's weak but in your mind you're sayin', "Wow" people I'm ugly and I got big lips But as I walk by your girl she wanna king's tip
Going in fame just remember my name Not a sapoe with a A king with a brain, if a gets beef And wanna battle, let 'em We'll discuss it lunch and drink some one-fifty-one
After that I set a trap though I feel tipsy The crowd to clap and I ain't even got busy I'm great, even say I'm a genius You said my crew was whack, you even seen us
So I'll get you back, can't too long lies about the king but I could take it, I'm strong Got a Emmy in Rap for my cool strategy was nominated to get a Academy
The I get, suckers get mad at me but I don't care King Tee is the
See, my trademark, I'm going for a medal Letting off steam like fire to the kettle real gold and a baseball cap You look out punk, I'm here for the payback
See, I'm macho supreme, head of the team Numero uno, Kadafi of the Hip Hop I could be a rebel, I'm already tough Rap artist never spoke on a bluff
Down and I'm hard I'm rockin', I'm smooth I get a trophy for mostly doin' moves Affiliated with a posse let me go down to the Scotty Dee,Keith and Cold Crush Chris
Vatchiek's a pro, he's also with the crew The master of the drum, D.J. Cool Pooh If you ever get souped up, look like a poot butt ask me to stop and I ask you to do what
I stop till I paid you back By the time I'm through you wanna smoke some crack Because I'm the tee, there is no other Ya get ready my payback's a mutha