tell We are Listen to my guitar (Chorus)We don?t care what people may say We ain?t gon? let it ruin our day The best remedy for a big, fat punk is funk
Girlfriend offender because the mans think I'm all that Crystal in my lap, chronic chokin' me Niggas hopin' we fall off, but we won't, we don't All we
lover, that is my favorite color And we get down, off to my castle we drown In each others love we puddle, huddle, break, fourth down, and inches We
fade my peers One two three four five six seven nine, ten, Eiht you can't win 'Cause all the way around nigga I gets respect And youse a nigga that can
that So I'm gonna have a little fun with it Check the prince of darkness y'all, here we go Four times for your mind the poetically inclined Genuine and divine can
Yeah y'all this Jay-Z, coolin out with the Funk Flex 60 Minutes of Funk, volume two, how we do Motherfucker... yeah you don't stop You won't quit, Jay
flip on They instigated a brawl (So we set our knuckles on stun and made them all fall) Then I just laughed (Ha ha ha ha ha ha) (We whooped that ass
what we need What can I have? You can have your life You can have your bran You can have your puffs You can have your pebbles You can have your krunch
'm a Chi-town playa can't you see Just getting my money Mack all the way what can I say Just getting my money I'm the prince of the funk and it sounds
Chorus: all If you can dig it, deal with it, if you can't, just forget it Cause nobody rocks the party like we Get loose, get loose, sunshine get loose
spies with eyes Watchin' me recordin' my album, send in producers with wack tracks And DAT's, messin' up my whole format Can you imagine somethin' on the kneeboard with Con-Funk
again yeah about the fake hip hop trends For those who can't comprehend just ask your friends They know the real deal of rap music no frontin You can
prince rogers nelson I can't be stopped I got hip-hop wreckin powers I gotta say what's up to my buddy ricky flowers We got that likwit funk, we get
can see huh, yeah I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see huh, yeah I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see huh, yeah You can't
Chorus: (x2) We are on a mission No smooth talk straight up dissin' You tried to step to usBut your punk ass missedBooya, NANA you can't touch this Rap
[prince poetry] Yo check it out, we gonna do it like this for the '93 flava Know what I'm saying? letting you know this is organized We got the crew in
to Organize We stick together through the times With the attitude like Miles We keep it koming We keep it koming We keep it koming, huh We keep it koming We