King T - Payback's a Mutha lyrics

(Intro) See,not long back when I was seventeen When I walk in the jam s**ers look at me mean They wouldn't give me respect Told girls I was wack You shouldn't have did that brother I'm here for the payback (verse one) They spreaded rumors about the king They said that I was a front All my rhymes are wack All my cuts are bunk They said I live in a slum My father's a bum They said my sister's a crackhead My brother's drinkin' rum But I didn't let it bother me Took my time Sat at the kitchen table Wrote my rhymes And now that I'm eighteen,I'm not a kid no more I could walk in a nightclub and wop across the floor I'm a show you I'm good Make you wish that you could do the things that I do If I could teach you I would See,back then you didn't like me I stayed in your path See my name on a flyer You giggle and laugh Tell people I'm soft when I could really get off You didn't know it,now I show it I'm the Hip Hop boss See,people like you are known for fakin' Frontin' and bluffing and perpetratin' Biting and lyin' and always waitin' For me to come around and see how much I'm makin' See,money I got, cause I'm a pro at this trade You thought you got away But you're about to get paid You told girls I was wack Shouldn't have did that brother Look, I'm King tee and my payback's a muther (scratch freestyle) (verse two) As I talk you get madder Because the crowd starts to notice A professional rhymer,yeah,you must know this I'm cooler than most Most of all I'm so cool Never smacked on the crack Because I'm too busy in school See,I just think you're jealous And you envy my style You hear my rhymes,say it's weak But in your mind you're sayin' "wow" Tell people I'm ugly and I got big lips But as I walk by your girl She wanna ride king's tip Going down in fame just remember my name Not a sapoe with a afro A king with a brain If a s**er gets beef And wanna battle,let'em come We'll discuss it over lunch And drink some one-fifty-one After that I set a trap Even though I feel tipsy The crowd starts to clap And I ain't even got busy I'm great Some even say I'm a genius You said my crew was wack You haven't even seen us So I'll get you back Can't survive too long Tellin' lies about the king But I could take it I'm strong Got a Emmy in rap for usin' my cool strategy Rappin' was nominated to get a Academy The girlies I get,s**ers probably get mad at me But I don't care King tee is the baddest,see Fila's my trademark I'm going for a medal Letting off some steam Like fire to the kettle Sportin' real gold and a baseball cap You better look out punk I'm here for the payback (scratch freestyle) (verse three) See,I'm macho supreme Head honch of the team Numero uno Kadafi of the Hip Hop scene I could be a cool rebel I'm already tuff Dominate rap artist Never spoke on a bluff Down and I'm hard When I'm rockin' I'm smooth I get a trophy for mostly doin' B-Boy moves Affiliated with a posse Let me go down to the list Scotty Dee,Keith Cooley And cold crush Chris Vatchiek's a pro He's also down with the krew The master mind of the drum Dj Cool Pooh If you ever get souped up You'll look like a poot bu*t You'll ask me to stop And I ask you to do what I won't stop till I paid you back By the time I'm through with you You'll wanna smoke some crack Because I'm the King tee There is no other Ya better get ready My paybacks a muther (scratch freestyle)