Can you funk it? Can you funk it? Can you funk it?
Rappers wanna on the X, then go to shit I got the mic in my hand and equipped Usin' my for a firm set of action MC's beware, the club windows I'm Throwin' rhymes and and some cocktails
You better quick but not slow snails I get smooth on daddy and Why? 'Cause I'm the grandfather MC in motion, G as in go Rhymin' on off beat, the X is so defyin'
Super scrubs tryin' You wanna bite like a pit? be the lion I'll chew ass like monkies on wild kingdom And at birds and bees that come sting them after time, rhyme after rhyme
'Cause you ain't shit, not even a dime A nickel and penny, a one dollar How can you break wild and brothers to chill? You ain't the man to and stop the cannonball No matter how you run hide, gonna land and fall Straight on your brain, the X'll rocks
Leave a with mumps and chicken pox Standin' and stiff like a mannequin Bloody Kotex and sweat and panickin' I'm dissin' like Damon on Living Color You need my help on the I'm not your mother Father, son, your pissy cousin
Suckers are crabs, I grab 'em all by the You think you're hard them hats and all that black on You're not scarin' the X, yo bring the on I load the mic up and bust a mack 10 While my DJ go wild, do a
'em down, one two, flights of four stairs This no sample or break from Roy Ayers I'm just a convict, skippin' the line Yo, I'm on the line
It's a chorus line, a chorus line It's a chorus line, it's a line It's a line, it's a chorus line Flipmaster, your rhyme
Yeah, my funkiest deep down the underground Down in the Bronx, this is the
Yo, change up, grip on the beat right I come correct hit hard like a fight I God for pavin' the ways For writin' dope rhymes and rappers I slaid
I'm kickin' the rhyme as dope as I can and To make you say god damn, got a hype jam To crush a and make 'em beg for mercy Because he's nothin', he touch me
The metaphor has to blast ya faster You wanna in my way, then I'll smash ya You see you're a bit slow, your flow's out of bro You rhyme like a weasel, my rhymes are cock
So step if you feel cocky And I'll flip and bash your skull Rocky Call you Bullwinkle, snatch game plan You played out son like Captain Caveman
Set you down, you can't go far You rhyme kinda country some shit out of hee haw Ced Gee and I'm flexin' my
rappers by one, cold bustin' that ass So now you know exactly the time I'm cold illin' on the new chorus
a chorus line, it's a chorus line It's a chorus line, it's a chorus a chorus line, it's a chorus line Yo, Tim Dog, bust your
Yo, man it's the man The motherfuckin' illegal one Yo up next is Tim Dog Yo, Dog, eat them
Comin' at cha with a funky rhyme that'll nuff catch ya Get fat, get slow, get high, get low but you still can't Rhythm is smashin' ass is a passion Suckers that keep clashin' 'em like glass and You just
Fuck Tim Dog, well, you know, you're not badder than I'm rich and thick, cup of noodles My rhymes are hardcore you're rubber like doo doo Step back, back and just listen
I'm dissin' all that keep wishin' Rhyme and rhyme with the rhyme, bring rhyme Get another rhyme, bring a rhyme, let mother rhyme Steppin' to the A.M., to the P.M.
to the bus while I'm ridin' in the BM You see me jettin' by with the fly Latin girl in my ride You jealous? You shouldn't be jealous Let me ask the fellas, hey,
Why is he jealous, jockin' me and my fly You really really wanna get inside You wanna riff but I got the gift come swift And ain't got for that bullshit
devastate and innovate Suckers think they're great I just mutilate Tim Dog, back with the rhyme Fuckin' up shit on the line
a chorus line, it's a chorus line It's a chorus line, a chorus line It's a chorus line, a chorus line TR, yeah, your rhyme
I think, the track is very I don't any place that will accept the track like this We deal with that stuff, it's too tight
Back again, comin' off on a track The man is back again, it's like that Black, of fact, in death react Combat, don't want that
Style, rip it up style, catch a fill it up Freestyle, so buck I got the you want to hear Who's next? You fear
TR, the super star like a In control, by far Cruisin' like a or a Jaguar Boss your Audi, like Gotti
So my man whose name is Make a move, I'll make you And if you choose to to this You get next to
the Exorcist I wrap rappers like my man named out a city like Chernobyl I'm greatly underrated, highly
To serve and is how I demonstrate it To keep and move to soothe and prove and guests performers I amuse To and reach, anyone or anybody
A fan will grab my hand and to join the party I got skills and style for each and every On the chorus