The mother funk seesion is about to begin Crowd around, ladies and gentlemen around The funk is about to begin I say funk session, i ain't talking about George Clinton I that nigger though I ain't about James Brown and Sly Stone I'm not talking about fucking the Time and Prince (What you about?) We talking about session 96 style 96 Funk mean a thing That means you looked at my woman, and I'm to you And you about to out the gat and try to blow a nigger's brains out
You see we can't along cause we just want to You cross the game and my will just stomp you And the ripper, we just say oh well And the white man keeps on more jails I know the system ain't nothing to with Cause you locked up all my homies that I went to with And I know damn you got my name on the list Cause I'm the one that your daughter a bitch Just a black man good, you wanna do me Before you ban rap you need to ban violent movies Gangsta rap causes crime, Mike wrecked the system Hoover ran a gang in Illinios 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 education, in the hood 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 want to, I ain't to front you If Robert Gold want some funk him come through been a long night but we're still getting funky Who up the cage and let out the monkey I heard it when she said it, "You just a Short Like G's out in South Side Chicago" I said that's right hoe, I'm from the O And I will spend my money on a six-fo High performance, is I'm riding I got the from Oakland so I never stop siding I'm getting in this criminal's country Hoe's show me love because my so lovely I'm not a role model, you trying to mack her first 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 some I wonder would happen if they catch em You burn his balls with a big lighter, get the And he'll be like a mother fucking 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 his punk ass outside So you can hit him, and him Let his momma bury him in a suit don't fit 'em You give an F-U-C-K So fuck him Didn't have to him, just walked out and stuck him up and down all around in his gut Standing in his looked down and said "What's up?" What's up nigger, G tell 'em like Treach
coast niggers are the craziest And West coast are the craziest And down south are the craziest It seems like all american niggers are the It got out of hand We don't drink that potion at the white fucking masses Immediate and cooked up for us and now we killing each Remember me all, I want everybody to look Yo is Shock G from Digital Underground I want you to back right now We rolling the Dangerous Crew I want you to look back when I Y'all remember that shit when I said, I ah America, Get busy yeah The red the white the blue and the blue and red for crips and The white for got you doing time We busting caps on one another and it stops You it never stops But you know, that Shock's been searching for Who can rise Malcom and Farahkan To you niggers out
Shit they me MC Blowfish when Digital Underground first started Say, I was running the thing, say The me MC Blowfish hey Yeah, and I a little thing like this I say, I say, I say, I say check me out I say, I say Now follow as I slip into butter melody is the part Shock takes your heart and leaves you vision blurry So try to focus on my I suggest that you in a telescope As I come hella rythem closer to your television Get look just like that hooker catch Jay ism Even my vocals for your ears, you still couldn't see me though As I flavor rub vidy like oregano I'm slanging them and verbs You couldn't see me with I guess I'm just a little different cause I do love hoes Just maybe not the same way I my niggeros Cause I love it when say something fly The ill caps make me till I cry Some and some freaks and it's on All long I love to see my homies living But then that cook with that cookbook Rains salts on brother's sunny day I'm if we're really happy here with this lonely G game we play