[ VERSE 1 ] I make real fat tapes, and I like the sound Sayin lines from the mind, never writin em down Though a talent I have had for quite some time Not everybody enjoys a good rhyme I couldn't care less for anyone else Put a rhyme on a tape and listen to it myself If something is wrong, I gotta erase I think of something much fatter, and then I replace I see it as a deed, done for reward My voice with a beat makes you wanna record King Sun with the sounds you could never escape Every time you turn around, you hear another fat tape
[ VERSE 2 ] I went downtown, to buy a fat box Everything was included, so the tape could rock Had dual cassette with the auto reverse Made sure that I had the fat tape first When I looked in my bag, cold had a fit Couldn't find one tape with hardcore - I was so upset, and ready to get ill Then I thought about a kid who lived up the hill I went to his house to get my tape He was playin the jams from the fire escape I told him that I needed my tape today He said to tell it to the people in the alleyway Who are havin a party, but it had to halt Pass of my tape, and it ain't my fault Went back for the box I came to get Bought new batteries for the fat cassette Godfather of Rock, the one with the box Playin 24 hours around my block Some people okay, but I'm in good shape It cost 5.99 for a fat tape
[ VERSE 3 ] Bust the rhythm & blues, here's good news For those of you that love the hip-hop Continuous beats play through the streets And the good news is that it will not stop (Check this out) It's contagious, like a bad disease Attracts many people like a dog does fleas Though it pumps as this party jumps for only 1 MC I am the activator, sole creator Down with the man who rocks the crossfader Back and forth, to move south and north And to increase at such a level, and I can go off Slow or fast, yet to get faster Capability equivalent to the masters Knowledge known, wise words to be spoken Record what I'm sayin if your deck is not broken
[ VERSE 4 ] Maestro, I conduct, make mega bucks And this tape will certainly self-destruct No mission's impossible, I'm unstoppable Afford to record on tapes that are droppable Various beats that rock the street King Sun who you anticipated to meet My tape will sore to unlimited heights Contract of insurance in case you might bite Put a tape in a box, start walkin around No need to rewind or turn the tape down Turn it up past 10 and have no fear You are playin one of many fat jams to hear In the winter or the summer, or any time Nothin is recorded over none of my rhyme Soundwave static, no interference People applaud by the sight of my appearance No top hat, Tuxedo or cape Just me on the m-i-c and a fat tape
[ VERSE 5 ] Some tapes are heavy, and I mean fat I record in a level above the hi-hat Bass drum plants fear into your ear With the help of the snare it will ruin your gear Rippin off your clothes from your head to your toes Idolize the sound that many people have chose Sound so live, you would think I'm in it So much pleasure on a 60 minute Cassette, to eject shows disrespect Bustin out a 90 minute full of hi-fi tech- nology induced, well givin a boost I get loose, and I do it for a musical use Not done for the money, or to impress I do it, because this is what I do best King Sun is the one, fruitier than a grape Everytime you turn around, you hear another fat tape
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[ VERSE 1 ] I make real fat tapes, and I like the sound Sayin lines from the mind, never writin em down Though a talent I have had for quite some time Not everybody enjoys a good rhyme I couldn't care less for anyone else Put a rhyme on a tape and listen to it myself If something is wrong, I gotta erase I think of something much fatter, and then I replace I see it as a deed, done for reward My voice with a beat makes you wanna record King Sun with the sounds you could never escape Every time you turn around, you hear another fat tape
[ VERSE 2 ] I went downtown, to buy a fat box Everything was included, so the tape could rock Had dual cassette with the auto reverse Made sure that I had the fat tape first When I looked in my bag, cold had a fit Couldn't find one tape with hardcore - I was so upset, and ready to get ill Then I thought about a kid who lived up the hill I went to his house to get my tape He was playin the jams from the fire escape I told him that I needed my tape today He said to tell it to the people in the alleyway Who are havin a party, but it had to halt Pass of my tape, and it ain't my fault Went back for the box I came to get Bought new batteries for the fat cassette Godfather of Rock, the one with the box Playin 24 hours around my block Some people okay, but I'm in good shape It cost 5.99 for a fat tape
[ VERSE 3 ] Bust the rhythm & blues, here's good news For those of you that love the hip-hop Continuous beats play through the streets And the good news is that it will not stop (Check this out) It's contagious, like a bad disease Attracts many people like a dog does fleas Though it pumps as this party jumps for only 1 MC I am the activator, sole creator Down with the man who rocks the crossfader Back and forth, to move south and north And to increase at such a level, and I can go off Slow or fast, yet to get faster Capability equivalent to the masters Knowledge known, wise words to be spoken Record what I'm sayin if your deck is not broken
[ VERSE 4 ] Maestro, I conduct, make mega bucks And this tape will certainly self-destruct No mission's impossible, I'm unstoppable Afford to record on tapes that are droppable Various beats that rock the street King Sun who you anticipated to meet My tape will sore to unlimited heights Contract of insurance in case you might bite Put a tape in a box, start walkin around No need to rewind or turn the tape down Turn it up past 10 and have no fear You are playin one of many fat jams to hear In the winter or the summer, or any time Nothin is recorded over none of my rhyme Soundwave static, no interference People applaud by the sight of my appearance No top hat, Tuxedo or cape Just me on the m-i-c and a fat tape
[ VERSE 5 ] Some tapes are heavy, and I mean fat I record in a level above the hi-hat Bass drum plants fear into your ear With the help of the snare it will ruin your gear Rippin off your clothes from your head to your toes Idolize the sound that many people have chose Sound so live, you would think I'm in it So much pleasure on a 60 minute Cassette, to eject shows disrespect Bustin out a 90 minute full of hi-fi tech- nology induced, well givin a boost I get loose, and I do it for a musical use Not done for the money, or to impress I do it, because this is what I do best King Sun is the one, fruitier than a grape Everytime you turn around, you hear another fat tape
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