The mother fucking funk is about to begin Crowd around, and gentlemen crowd around The funk session is about to When I say funk session, i ain't talking George Clinton I love that though I ain't talking about James and Sly Stone I'm not talking about mother fucking the and Prince (What you about?) We talking about session 96 style 96 Funk mean a different That means you looked at my woman, and I'm to you And you to pull out the gat and try to blow a nigger's brains out
You see we can't along we just don't want to You cross the and my crew will just stomp you And sing the ripper, we just say oh And the white man keeps on more jails I know the system nothing to fool with Cause you up all my homies that I went to school with And I know damn you got my name on the list Cause I'm the one that called your daughter a Just a man doin good, you wanna do me Before you ban rap you need to ban violent movies Gangsta rap crime, Mike Tyson wrecked the system Larry Hoover ran a gang in can't forget Malcom X taught us knowledge, Martin preached for peace And every day men lying dead in the street So where's the real education, in the Peace to the muslims they're doing real good They're never giving up, on the black We need to buy our own and try to stack dough Get rich if you want to, I trying to front you If Robert Gold want some funk tell him through It's been a long night but we're getting funky Who opened up the cage and let out the I heard it when she said it, "You a dogg Short Like G's out in South Side Chicago" I said right hoe, I'm from the East O And I never spend my money on a six-fo performance, is what I'm riding I got the game from Oakland so I never siding I'm getting money in criminal's country Hoe's show me love because my pimping's so I'm not a role model, you trying to mack her Cause first I am and second I'm a rapper Third I'm a big ass baller Top notch on my but I still won't call her Cause I got one me, And I'm a pimp till I die be talking to them snitches, you'll get sent on a lie Doing in the pen for some backstabbing I wonder what would if they catch em You his balls with a big lighter, get the gasoline And he'll be like a mother fucking dope fiend Nowaday's they like to your whole crew For coming to the party and on a shoe He said excuse me, but it al-right So now you want to his punk ass outside So you can hit him, and him Let his momma him in a suit that don't fit 'em You don't an F-U-C-K So just him Didn't have to shoot him, just walked out and him up and down all around in his gut Standing in his blood down and said "What's up?" What's up nigger, Shock G 'em like Treach
East niggers are the craziest And West coast niggers are the And south niggers are the craziest It seems like all niggers are the craziest It done got out of We don't drink that potion at the mother fucking masses Immediate and cooked up for us and now we each other Remember me all, I everybody to look back Yo is Shock G from Digital Underground I want you to back right now We rolling with the Dangerous I want you to look back when I Y'all remember that shit I said, I said ah America, Get Humpty yeah The red the white the and the blue and red for crips and bloods The white for whose got you doing We caps on one another and it never stops You it never stops But you know, that Shock's searching for someone Who can rise like Malcom and To straighten you out
they call me MC Blowfish Back when Underground first started Say, I was the whole thing, say The me MC Blowfish hey Yeah, and I kick a little like this I say, I say, I say, I say check me out I say, I say Now follow as I slip into that butter This is the part Shock takes your heart and leaves you blurry So try to focus on my I that you invest in a telescope As I with hella rythem Move closer to your Get your look just like that hooker Jay ism Even with my vocals for your ears, you still see me though As I flavor rub this vidy like I'm slanging them and verbs You see me with binoculars I guess I'm a little different cause I do love them hoes maybe not the same way I love my niggeros Cause I it when they say something fly The ill caps make me laugh I cry frys and some freaks and it's on All night I to see my homies living strong But then that cook with that cloudy Rains salts on brother's sunny day I'm wondering if we're really here with this lonely G game we play