Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bass, artist - King Tee. Album song Act A Fool, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.1987
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Bass |
| Yo Pooh, let’s. |
| drop. |
| some. |
| Bass, to make the walls shake |
| and vibrate the floor, just like an earthquake |
| King Tee is back again, but with a new topic |
| I wouldn’t listen too close cause it’s toxic |
| A new format, complete with the tool |
| Even though I transform, I stay cool |
| For me to get taken, how would you figure it Right off the bat, if you thought so would be ignorant |
| or just stupid, or cold dumb |
| I play lead vocals, Pooh plays drums |
| Keith does cuts, suckers get torn but |
| I gotta break, here comes the horns. |
| Bass, to make your heart shiver |
| I know you, remember back when I used to wear silver |
| but I gave it a toss, cause I was told |
| that you’re not a real b-boy, without real gold |
| so I, went downtown to see |
| how much is the thirty inch dookie |
| It’s quite a bit of money for a big gold chain |
| Throw him a thousand then he hand me some change |
| and now I’m cooler, in other words I got it goin |
| Sway to the side, while I’m showin a professional skill |
| that I put together with perfection |
| I gotta clear my throat, punch in the horn section! |
| Cause I need some BOOM, to crack the walls |
| break the windows, shake the room |
| When I’m done take my photo, this is how it go though |
| King of cool lyrics, and I’m solo |
| As a rhyme preacher, shoulda been a teacher |
| Let the bass reach ya, and let it beat ya Never givin up cause I persist to be the dopest |
| I wouldn’t take it as a gag or a joke it’s |
| serious, bass drum kickin like a ninja |
| You wanna dance to death, (?) send ya If you say that I’m the coolest I’ll probably say Truly! |
| But at this time I represent Keith Cooley |
| Verse four, the part where I get it off |
| then, try to rush it cause the studio costs |
| I mean the main idea is BASS |
| and you probably get a bruise when it’s at your face, so don’t get mad or either angry at me |
| I’m just a lyricist, and my name’s Tee |
| The supreme cool kid who puts life in the mic |
| I need bass from a drum, to hell with the pipe! |
| Casanova Fly guy, funky fresh in the flesh |
| and to those who don’t you best believe I’m the best |
| If it’s fashion I’m flashin, just like the drums |
| Now Keith! |
| (Yeah) How you livin homes? |
| (L-l-like, like this.) |
| Now everybody in the disco if you’re feelin alright |
| and you know King Tee’s the MC of the night |
| Don’t front, get up, let me know what’s happenin |
| Keith does the scratchin for the King Tee’s rappin |
| I’m from Compton though, I travelled the nation |
| and from every different state I get different condescation |
| I’m the so just give me some space |
| Back up and just let |