The mother fucking funk seesion is about to around, ladies and gentlemen crowd around The funk session is about to When I say funk session, i ain't talking George Clinton I that nigger though I ain't talking about James and Sly Stone I'm not talking mother fucking the Time and Prince (What you about?) We talking about funk 96 style 96 Funk mean a thing 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 cause we just don't to You cross the game and my crew will just you And sing the ripper, we say oh well And the white man on building more jails I know the system 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 called your daughter a bitch Just a man doin good, you wanna do me Before you ban rap you need to ban them movies rap causes crime, Mike Tyson wrecked the system Larry ran a gang in Illinios can't forget Malcom X us knowledge, Martin Luther preached for peace And every day men lying dead in the street So the real education, in the hood Peace to the muslims cause they're doing good They're never up, on the black folks We need to buy our own and try to stack dough Get rich if you want to, I trying to front you If Gold want some funk tell him come through It's been a long night but we're getting funky Who opened up the and let out the monkey I heard it when she said it, "You just a dogg Like them G's out in Side Chicago" I said that's right hoe, I'm from the O And I will never spend my money on a High performance, is I'm riding I got the game from Oakland so I never stop I'm getting in this criminal's country Hoe's show me love because my so lovely I'm not a role model, unless you to mack her first I am player and second I'm a rapper Third I'm just a big ass Top notch on my but I still won't call her Cause I got one with me, And I'm a pimp I die Don't be talking to snitches, you'll get sent on a lie time in the pen for some backstabbing I wonder what would happen if they em You burn his with a big lighter, get the gasoline And be smoking like a mother fucking dope fiend Nowaday's they like to kill whole crew For to the party 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 an F-U-C-K So just him have to shoot him, just walked out and stuck him Knife up and all around in his gut Standing in his blood looked down and "What's up?" What's up nigger, Shock G tell 'em Treach
coast 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 white fucking masses Immediate and up for us and now we killing each other me all, I want everybody to look back Yo this is Shock G from Underground I want you to look back now We with the Dangerous Crew I want you to look back I said Y'all that shit when I said, I said ah America, Get Humpty yeah The red the white the blue and the blue and red for crips and The white for got you doing time We busting on one another and it never stops You know it stops But you know, that been searching for someone Who can rise Malcom and Farahkan To straighten you out
Shit 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 as I slip into that butter melody This is the Shock takes your heart and leaves you vision blurry So try to on my dope I suggest that you invest in a As I come with rythem Move closer to television Get your look like that hooker catch Jay ism Even with my vocals for your ears, you still see me though As I flavor rub this vidy like I'm them nouns and verbs You see me with binoculars I guess I'm just a little different cause I do love hoes Just maybe not the same way I love my Cause I love it when say something fly The ill caps me laugh till I cry Some frys and freaks and it's on All night I love to see my homies living But then that cook with that cookbook Rains salts on brother's sunny day I'm wondering if we're really happy with this lonely G game we play