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lirik lagu king tee - check the flow

– not 100% sure this is the mc’s name

[chorus]
we got them, sledge, (? ) ruff heads (check the flow)
king tee’s on the set (check the flow)
when n-gg-z try to get high-tech (check the flow)
the dialect’s on the flex

[sledge]
watch this, when i shine i bring rain
clouds, bust storms, yo, this ain’t the norm
when i perform, i get you up out your seat
get down with the real deal skills, then chill
then show your -ss how to get amped, then lamp
stretch, flex, then tackle what’s next
cause mc’s, that luck up, need to hush up
who can’t brush up, on their rap style, shut the f-ck up
then duck from the one that gets buck-wild
i chop your -ss in half, with a smile
big grin, all teeth, for those who got beef
f-ckin with me ock, you’re six feet deep
down in the ground, alone with no sound
while i’m up here chillin, top billin
and illin, on all those, who oppose
i wanna take one more shot, strike a pose, uhh!

[chorus]

[king tee]
smash, here comes the one that talks trash
to garbage mc’s, who try to diss me
and my crew – the ill ville animal cannibal
backbreakers, government amputators
bounce to this if you think you know the hits
and all you g-ssed-up critics, put the brakes on the sh-t
cause i’m tired of this, and i’m tired of that
motherf-ckers sayin king tee’s sh-t was wack
but in fact, my rhymes crack backs and make money stacks
by the truckload, now let’s go for the gold
so strap on your seatbelt yo and let’s go
and get down, to the sound that burns quick
cause i’m about to burn rubber, on this number
and any mc who claims his style is legit
suckers wanna try me? (i know not why tee)
i light that -ss up like the 4th of july g, uhh!

[chorus]

[t] check the flow, check the flow, check the flow yo
[s] check the flow, check the flow, check the flow yo
[t] check the flow, check the flow, check the flow yo
[s] check the flow, check the flow, check the flow

[sledge]
capital s-l, crooked letter humpback f-ck that
thump that, sh-t that’s never wack
cause this goes out too all the n-gg-z that we rushin
to hear the sh-t i’m bustin over ruptured percussion
it ain’t my fault that i’m layin n-gg-z down like asphault
and blow your -ss away like chalk, dust
then crush your monkey–ss unto the side
cause wrecked dialect is causin lyrical genocide

[king tee]
i stress facts like irs wants tax
from anyone claimin that they’re livin, kind of fat
you see, i could get sick in the thick of sh-t
i turn my toes up, when it goes up, my foe’s b-tt
hey n-gg- back-steps, even you can get hit
i’m more crankier than a b-tch on the sh-t!
n-gg-z get heated cause they just got defeated
by the two man team, the sledge and the king, uhh!

[chorus]

- lirik lagu king tee

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