Some cool ♥♥♥♥ for the King's anthology
And when I'm done, don't expect no apology
Stupid ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ shoulda stepped when I warned 'em
I'm from the Boondocks of Compton, California
I'm just anxious to whoop some ass
I went to high school, but I flunked every class
So what makes you think I give a ♥♥♥♥ about respect?
I'll put your ♥♥♥♥♥ in check, and I'll bet
You won't run up, son of a punk and a ♥♥♥♥♥, too
I shoulda did a drive by on you and your crew
Cuz ya'll be poppin' some ♥♥♥♥ that's unheard of
For you, what's the word? Uh (wack!) it's murder, son
When I be crushin' your hood with a passion
And I ain't talkin' that Action Jackson
When I come you better run for ammo
Or get played like a ♥♥♥♥♥♥' piano
And yo, we got my homeboy Ice Cube in the house from the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥'
Lench Mob (what's up, ♥♥♥♥♥?), and yo Ice Cube, I heard you're a singer now
Man what's up? Yo, yo
Do-Ray-Me. But I don't sing, ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
I kick ♥♥♥♥ with the King, ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
Ice Cube will clock the cash, rock the mass
And if you run up, I'll sock your ass
And watch that eye get swollen
Cuz I'm playin' punk ♥♥♥♥♥♥ like Beethoven
So bust a cap or swing and die
♥♥♥♥ Yul Brynner, it's still The King and I
Cuz where I'm from the sun don't shine
So One-Time hope I only bust one rhyme
But I bust one more for the suckers
Last year I was Ruthless, now I'm Lenchin' ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
And you'll see in a tree, MCs and crews
Now they're lookin' for me, King Tee, and Pooh
Now every ♥♥♥♥♥ that crossed me's soprano
Cuz I played their ass like a ♥♥♥♥♥♥' piano
Yo, check this out, we got my homeboy Breeze in the
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥' house from the L.A. Posse
and he got some ♥♥♥♥ to holler
Come
On, man, bust this ♥♥♥♥
Well, I'm-a take the mic like it was a jack move
Run with the beat as long as the track moves
Hot as lava, organized like a seminar
Serve you, your crew, him, and them and a
Couple of rap-saps who think they can get butt
You slipped and ♥♥♥♥, so nitwit, just get the nuts
Stealin' your high hopes, watchin' you write notes
Better walk a chalk line, not ♥♥♥♥♥♥' a tightrope
Rap slicker, thicker, quicker than others, then I stop swift
Shift from 1st to 5th, while you stop to shoplift
Take the mic stand whenever the duty calls
If I bust a nut for every rhyme I had, I'd get blue balls
Serious as drama, I'm-a watch her say "Me too."
You're shorter than Michu, your rhymes are see-through
You're nothin' like GQ, transparent, I made it apparent
I'm here to wax and tax the incoherent
Cuz B-R-E-E-Z-E will eas-i-ly re-main to be-e a top MC
When you see me, I wear a beanie, and not a Kangol
Now you got played, like a ♥♥♥♥♥♥' piano
This is just a sample of three black ♥♥♥-roes
Who grew up in the heart of the ghetto
Doin' what we had to just to make ends meet
Some steal for a livin', some stand on the street
Just slang. Some gang-bang, but big deal
They say in Compton, you gotta kill or get killed
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥' police pull ya over, slam ya down
Then tell ya that your hood is their town
And I ain't goin' for no ♥♥♥♥ like that;
Cuff me up, take me to jail, I'll come back
Talkin' much ♥♥♥♥, cuz I talk what the ♥♥♥♥ I feel
A few weeks in the county ain't no big deal
So a punk like you can't ♥♥♥♥ with me
That big ballin'-ass ♥♥♥♥♥ named King Tee
You think ya can? I don't think that you can, though
Peace to Ice Cube and Breeze, and the ♥♥♥♥♥♥' piano