'Here comes the And I know it makes you Rock and CL Smooth's 'Mecca and the Brother' LP
Yeah, we go, what? Funk, funk flow, funk, flow, here we go Yeah, we go, what? Funk, flow, funk, funk flow, here we go
This one goes out to all heads KnowhatI'msayin'? Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Money earnin' Vernon, can't forget the uptown we go
Aiyyo, turn me loose, I don't produce with no Premier got the butter cuts, here comes ol' rugged stuff No room for no pat, petty kitty kat rap I jig 'em, renege 'em or give 'em, a dug 'em smack
I you hangin' on ghetto blocks tryin' to get ghetto props You need to stop, you're just a flop comes niggy nack piggy back, knapsack sacky Saki, classic like a Kawasaki, rough like Sisters me Dadi, Puerto Ricans call me Papi
You can't me 'Cause in times of tough times I'm coming with rhymes Rugged beats, I'm passin' time on sheets
And where I from, some come from Tryin' to the champion, numba one, Don Gargon Talkin' behind my back, like they alla that, they ain't that of fact, I'm the one who put the town on the map Tick tock tick, are getting thick Here the heavster and I know it makes you sick
Yeah, funk, funk flow, funk, flow, here we go Yeah, well, alright, Funk, funk flow, funk, flow, here we go Yeah, yes, well, alright, Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, we go
Here the bigger bro, I'm on the slow nigga flow I like to do bigger show so I can get dough I hung out in crazy states, sit down and ate crazy In the morning time I up with a rhyme and some corn flakes
Rap is a stallion's job, hung out Italian mobs I been around the world with pretty girls and they credit Around in the source van, got when my horse ran And the verdict, I'm still a Mike Tyson fan
In the I get ruff, on the stretch, I get vexed Eddie F's on the set who's next to get Mr. Sweeperman, to do the sweep up Brothers couldn't keep up, spendin' too much with their feets up
Listen to it, is how I do it When I wreck a set rhymes, like fluid Lord, mercy on those who curse me You don't appreciate, neither for, you don't me Tick tock tick, things are thick Here the heavster and I know it makes you sick
Yeah, what? Funk, funk flow, funk, flow, here we go Talk about it, alright, Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, we go Yeah, well, alright, Funk, funk flow, funk, flow, here we go
So it down So does it on the DL, the heavster So it down So easy it on the DL, the heavster
So it down So does it on the DL, the heavster So break it So easy does it on the DL, the
So it down So does it on the DL, the heavster So it down So easy it on the DL, the heavster
So break it So does it on the DL, the heavster So it down So easy it on the DL, the heavster
Didn't it you sick when I went pop and I kept my props and I blew up the spot and was on your block I know it did why you formed the committee Of a bunch of itty silly Milli Vanilli, hillbilly niggies
Never mind, all the chitter chat I got a bigger bat Step out of again to get your jaw tapped Don't try to me for cream puff Forgot I was big stuff, tough and all that stuff?
You jabber jaw junkie, rap flunkie at the lip but when you see me you flip like a monkey It amazes me, how some brother's faces be Smilin' but behind back they talk like an enemy
But I got a sharper blade, from here I see days Sittin' on my porch countin' drinkin' lemonade with the shy type, girl, who's the fly type? The none gettin' high type that's how you she's my type
Tick tock tick, things are getting Here comes the heavster and I know it you sick Tick tick, things are getting thick comes the heavster and I know it makes you sick
Tick tock tick, things are getting Here comes the heavster and I know it makes you Tick tick, things are getting thick Here comes the heavster and I know it makes you
Tick tock tick, are getting thick comes the heavster and I know it makes you sick Tick tock tick, things are thick Here the heavster and I know it makes you sick ...