The mother fucking funk seesion is to begin Crowd around, and gentlemen crowd around The funk session is about to When I say session, i ain't talking about George Clinton I love that though I ain't talking about James Brown and Sly I'm not talking about mother fucking the Time and (What you about?) We talking about funk 96 style 96 Funk mean a thing That means you looked at my woman, and I'm to you And you about to pull out the gat and try to blow a nigger's out
You see we can't along cause we just don't to You cross the game and my crew just stomp you And sing the ripper, we say oh well And the white man keeps on more jails I the system ain't nothing to fool with Cause you locked up all my homies that I went to with And I know damn well you got my on the list Cause I'm the one that called daughter a bitch Just a man doin good, you wanna do me Before you ban rap you need to ban them violent Gangsta rap causes crime, Mike wrecked the system Hoover ran a gang in Illinios can't forget Malcom X taught us knowledge, Luther preached for peace And every day black men lying dead in the So where's the real education, in the Peace to the muslims cause they're real good They're never up, on the black folks We need to buy our own land and try to stack Get rich if you to, I ain't trying to front you If Robert Gold want funk tell him come through been a long night but we're still getting funky Who opened up the and let out the monkey I heard it when she it, "You just a dogg Short them G's out in South Side Chicago" I that's right hoe, I'm from the East O And I will never spend my money on a performance, is what I'm riding I got the game from Oakland so I stop siding I'm getting in this criminal's country Hoe's show me because my pimping's so lovely I'm not a role model, unless you trying to her Cause first I am player and I'm a rapper Third I'm a big ass baller Top notch on my beeper but I won't 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 in the pen for some backstabbing I wonder would happen if they catch em You burn his balls with a big lighter, get the And he'll be smoking like a mother fucking dope they like to kill your whole crew For coming to the and stepping on a shoe He said excuse me, but it al-right So now you want to take his ass outside So you can hit him, and him Let his momma bury him in a suit don't fit 'em You don't give an So just him have to shoot him, just walked out and stuck him Knife up and down all in his gut Standing in his blood looked down and "What's up?" What's up nigger, Shock G tell 'em like
East coast are the craziest And coast niggers are the craziest And down niggers are the craziest It seems like all niggers are the craziest It got out of hand We drink that potion at the white mother fucking masses and cooked up for us and now we killing each other Remember me all, I want everybody to back Yo this is Shock G Digital Underground I want you to back right now We rolling with the Dangerous I you to look back when I said Y'all remember that shit I said, I said ah America, Get busy Humpty The red the white the blue and the and red for crips and bloods The for whose got you doing time We busting caps on one another and it never You know it never But you know, that Shock's been searching for Who can rise like Malcom and To straighten you out
they call me MC Blowfish Back when Digital first started Say, I was running the thing, say The call me MC hey Yeah, and I kick a little thing like I say, I say, I say, I say check me out I say, I say Now follow as I into that butter melody This is the part Shock takes your heart and leaves you vision So try to on my dope I suggest you invest in a telescope As I come with hella closer to your television Get your look just that hooker catch Jay ism Even with my vocals for your ears, you still couldn't see me As I flavor rub vidy like oregano I'm them nouns and verbs You couldn't see me binoculars I guess I'm just a little different cause I do love them Just maybe not the same way I love my Cause I it when they say something fly The ill make me laugh till I cry Some frys and some and it's on All long I to see my homies living strong But then that with that cloudy cookbook Rains on another brother's sunny day I'm wondering if we're really happy here with lonely G game we play