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It's at your own - it's at your own - it's at your own
It's at your own - it's at your own - it's at your own
It's at your own risk, sucker!
Yo, what's happening? What's happening?
E-Swift, you cutting the records nice, boy
DJ Pooh, what's up man? We all chilling
Yo, yo, J-Bo's in the house, we all cold cooling out
Know what I'm saying?
And I'ma bust it off like it's for Compton
Well, look who sprung up, coming the fuck up
I came in the place to let you know what's up
With a bunch of truck jewelry
Two or three fat gold chains, link plates with my name on 'em
Yeah, I rhyme fly, real fly, hop
I wear Nikes 'cause I run from the cops
Pops taught me lots, he said, "Toys are for tots"
At four, bought me a box, when I was six I wore a jock
'Cause my jimmy was getting kinda big
At nine I was a kid, but I took my first swig
Of that Olde English beer
So my peers wouldn't think that I was queer
Yeah, right off I got the title of a gangster
Pranksters run because they know that there ain't a person
Running a verse on like this
Hahaha (What's up?)
This at your own risk, sucker
Ha!
Uh
This at your own risk, sucker
Sucker
Man, fuck, people always say
(You the King of the West)
But there's always some pests
Who try to put you to the test
Even though they know I'm king, I'm on a higher level
I even dusted chumps who sold they soul to the devil
I mean, really, how you think I'm living?
On the strength I'm living like it's Thanksgiving
So yo, what's up turkey? Trying to jerk me
Your rhymes don't work, see
You can't hurt Tee, the almighty individual
You said you knew, but I don't think you really knew
About the K-I-N-G super cool mack daddy
I drive a Caddy and I'm living fatly
Had me on stage in a rage
Yelling with sweat, you know that's how I get paid
Made my mark, but rappers still insist to diss
But yo, it's at your own risk, sucker
Sucker
It's at your own risk
Ha
Ayo, E-Swift, bust a break
Verse three is an order of a ghost to remember
King Tee is the champ, smashing all contenders
For those who disbelieve to step in my direction
I'm snapping arms, legs, and even necks and
Suckers who try to drive me crazy
You know the ones who front, trying to amaze me
Take it as a warning 'cause I'm hoping that you don't diss
But get a load of this, it's at your own risk
Suckers
Yo, it's all about me and DJ Pooh and E-Swift
Rocking the house, you know what I'm saying?
We got Walkman in the house
We got J-Bo in the house
We got Vibe Check, Vibe Check, Vibe Check, Vibe Check, Vibe Check
You know what I'm saying?
We cold chilling, you know?
I want to send this record out to the piano man
Piano man, why don't you play something for me?
Alright, get busy, right here
Come on, come on, get funky, get funky
Come on, come on, get funky
Oh, oh yeah, get funky
Ah, ooh shit
It's at your own risk, sucker
You know what I'm saying?
Yeah, E-Swift, scratch that in
Ah yeah
Ah, you're dogging it, man, you know what I'm saying?
See ya!
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