The mother fucking seesion is about to begin Crowd around, and gentlemen crowd around The funk is about to begin When I say funk session, i ain't about George Clinton I love that though I ain't talking about Brown and Sly Stone I'm not talking about mother fucking the Time and (What you about?) We talking about funk session 96 96 Funk mean a different That you looked at my woman, and I'm stepping to you And you about to pull out the gat and try to a nigger's brains out
You see we can't along we just don't want to You cross the game and my crew will just you And sing the ripper, we just say oh And the man keeps on building more jails I know the system ain't nothing to fool Cause you locked up all my homies I went to school with And I know well you got my name on the list Cause I'm the one called your daughter a bitch a black man doin good, you wanna do me Before you ban rap you to ban them violent movies Gangsta rap causes crime, Mike wrecked the system Larry Hoover ran a gang in Illinios can't Malcom X taught us knowledge, Martin Luther preached for And every day black men lying dead in the So the real education, in the hood Peace to the muslims they're doing real good They're never up, on the black folks We to buy our own land and try to stack dough Get if you want to, I ain't trying to front you If Robert Gold want some funk him come through It's been a long night but still getting funky Who opened up the and let out the monkey I heard it she said it, "You just a dogg Short Like them G's out in Side Chicago" I said that's right hoe, I'm from the O And I will never my money on a six-fo performance, is what I'm riding I got the from Oakland so I never stop siding I'm getting in this criminal's country Hoe's me love because my pimping's so lovely I'm not a model, unless you trying to mack her Cause I am player and second I'm a rapper Third I'm just a big ass Top notch on my beeper but I still call her Cause I got one with me, And I'm a pimp I die Don't be talking to them snitches, get sent on a lie Doing time in the pen for backstabbing I wonder would happen if they catch em You his balls with a big lighter, get the gasoline And he'll be smoking like a mother dope fiend Nowaday's they like to kill whole crew For to the party and stepping on a shoe He excuse me, but it wasn't al-right So now you want to take his punk ass So you can hit him, and him Let his bury him in a suit that don't fit 'em You don't give an So fuck him Didn't have to shoot him, just walked out and him Knife up and all around in his gut Standing in his blood looked and said "What's up?" What's up nigger, Shock G 'em like Treach
East coast are the craziest And West niggers are the craziest And down south are the craziest It seems all american niggers are the craziest It done got out of We don't drink potion at the white mother fucking masses Immediate and cooked up for us and now we killing each me all, I want everybody to look back Yo this is Shock G from Underground I want you to back right now We rolling with the Crew I want you to look back when I Y'all remember that shit when I said, I ah America, Get Humpty yeah The red the white the blue and the and red for crips and bloods The white for whose got you doing We busting caps on one another and it never You know it stops But you know, that Shock's been searching for Who can rise like and Farahkan To you niggers out
Shit they me MC Blowfish Back when Digital Underground started Say, I was running the thing, say The call me MC hey Yeah, and I a little thing like this I say, I say, I say, I say Shorty me out I say, I say Now follow as I slip that butter melody This is the part Shock takes your and leaves you vision blurry So try to focus on my I that you invest in a telescope As I come with rythem Move closer to your Get look just like that hooker catch Jay ism Even with my vocals for ears, you still couldn't see me though As I flavor rub this like oregano I'm them nouns and verbs You couldn't see me with I guess I'm just a little different cause I do love them Just maybe not the same way I love my I love it when they say something fly The ill caps make me laugh I cry Some and some freaks and it's on All night I love to see my living strong But then cook with that cloudy cookbook salts on another brother's sunny day I'm wondering if we're really happy here with this lonely G game we