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    Christian brothers man..
    {*burrrp*} excuse me
    (watch your manners man, what the fuck is wrong with you?)

    [king tee]
    Check it out ("keep on") boo-yaow!
    Ah one-two, yeah bust it bust it..
    What the fuck is goin on man?
    Ah one-two, who's comin through the door?

    Oh shit, well there he is! tha alkaholik funk in person
    Yo, what should i do?
    Play like heavy d and "don't curse"
    He's a mean one, no a clean one, he's the king hon
    {*sniff*} i smell blunts
    Hey, ask him has he seen one!
    It doesn't look like he has blunts in his handles
    Looks, more like, a fifth of jack daniels
    Look what you dropped!
    Some crazy-ass shit for listeners
    Up against the wall with the bitches
    Damn, i wonder why he don't want the chronic like snoop
    Because he's from tha alkaholik group!
    (oh yeah yeah that's right)
    There's one thing that can be certain
    What's that?
    They be mixin tanqueray with the squirt and
    Downin st. ide's like water, oops (??) what?
    (??) water, y'all can get looted
    Cause king tee with the stupid fat funk, hey
    What is this?
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    Hah.. ah one-two
    Yeah, when you're in that benz
    It's advertisement..
    That's some shit, shit!
    Yo, ah one-two (yo yo yo)

    Did you peep his walk?
    Yeah he walks real cool
    I guess that bulge in his coat is a tool
    Yeah but for what?
    For those who don't know who he is
    The neighborhood jackers that bumrush kids
    But yo i think he's straight, it looks like a 9 millimeter
    Yeah pow-pow, nice to see ya
    Look he's stretched like he just got released from the county
    With a gang of little hoochies all around me
    Well he always been a pimp
    Haha, yeah that's true
    Some say they bob with the k-swiss shoe
    Aww, you're buggin
    Nah man, that's the truth
    They say, tela got hoes like luke
    Fuck luke!
    Yeah his records kinda shitty
    King tee'll bust rhymes for the whole city
    He's from compton
    Yeah, just like most wanted
    He drives a grey beamer with the blue pearl on it
    It's advertisement

    Ah one-two.. uh!
    Ah one-two..
    {*scratching "keep on"*}
    Huh, yeah, ah one-two..

    Well, guess who got the fat shit for 1994?
    Who is that?
    Alkaholik crew
    Yeah i seen 'em on tour
    That shit's wicked, wait, oopsy-daisy, here's your ticket
    We paid $20 to see e-swift mix
    Yeah he wrecks shop
    Yeah that kid is kinda groovy
    Rip the turntables then step with a cutie
    Just get down, get down, the man like ed lover
    Yeah, take his picture for the cover
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