What's happenin, This is Tyrone Chillinfoot down with the Tung Twista, baby [number] of straight stupid, straight ignorant dope funky stuff for ya, baby So turn up your and get down to the Tung Twista it, gee
Let the Cavalier Tung kiss ya, it's the Mista Tung Pumpin a rhythm, a styler My tongue'll be a funky pile of Lyrical rhymes that's breakin em off in the mind, I be em holy, I'm Kickin the funky Islam, my lyricals slippin em like petroleum, I'm the flow of the lyric, I'm breakin em off with the radical texture I'm one brother you never get next ta Flex your style, I'm gonna em a lyrical pump of the rhythm of Cav And crackin em up the word of the wise I be bringin em up in the flow of the dialect I elect a flow for suckers try a wreck I spark the of a head and be wakin em up and then cause a fly effect I insist ya lay the path of my rhythm and follow me like a scripture Flowin this from my lung, a tongue Mista, my style'll be makin a dent and be leavin the bent Steppin is the black gent, my Nubian accent Breakin em up and then em take in the smell of my funk I be kickin up in em And then I'ma em a lick of my lyrical lollypop, I'm gonna bring em into my doctrine Rock, the rhythm'll makin the clock spin blackwards The funk of the rhythm'll snap, crackle and pop, flow, oh I'm makin em follow the of a God and my track'll be blacker than Cocoa This I'm makin is dope, don't call it so-so Don't dis the Twista Leavin the suckers as a whisper, Tung kiss ya like a sister Then I'ma let it be known it's the way that I throw makin the funk of the lyrical glow And how I it, yo Cav is kickin a funkedelic flow, and oh, my fist'll Swing at the rhythm of suckers, I'm gonna give em a Tung blister It's the Tung Twista
Boy, that's Twista for ya at ya in 3d ?? funkier that, boy it out Kick it
My tongue is I follow with and the Father be stoppin the Cavalier from sinnin The rhythm beginning and then in the endin I tactics, give em black kicks Flow of the lyric I'm pumpin and rappin em up is as a crack fix Wack? - funky, I'm greater Never to step at the lyrical dictator, a of Shock is what I put a sucker into, then to Go with the smell I be stylin, gee, funky is what the be Harmin this? Uh-uh, the Cavalier's my charm in this Simply because I'm in this, I'm as dope as a Calmin Hype as a rattle be shakin and rippin the rhythm And breakin up a sweat, I be workin the lyrical servin a sucker So never come near a, lyricist - ah Rock the flow of the lyrical be shinin like a mirror Hear a sucker step at the Twist, ya gotta be like this to beat me The of the lyric will flow from me like peepee You caught a work of my tongue as I be flow flowin water Crackin em up with a and sort of slaughter I oughta ?? I'm bracin Nubian nations, race and My tongue your tastin, a quick pace and facin wastin Tungs'll be cut like Jason, Twista rocks, your lip'll lock My tongue'll be makin a tick or tick tock to Nubian hip-hop Flip-flopped, a flow I wrote this and makin some hocus pocus, focus Tongue be flippin just like this I'ma locus Givin a diagnosis for Crackin a mouth and them makin em ache put em up into a coma You're sniffin aroma I'm I'm able to break up a sucker that you send in The of the lyrical rhythm beginnin the suckers around like a dollar Be makin em kickin the funk of a lyrical scholar I pray to Allah, I'm this funky like I'm a hobo Throw better than bolo, ya that he can battle my solo Just say oh no cause a no-no When I be smellin the of my flow, jo I'm this up and breakin this in with a lyrical, then say haha Take titles, then say I'm rippin a rap and then rockin a and ring in my tongue I'ma bend em And flow with a lyric it's steppin em And get with the funk I be up in em With and it's the Yeah - Tung
Boy, if that ain't bad, my name ain't Tyrone Chillinfoot, baby But we get the Boogieman ?? Go head, kid
The was speaking, he said, what's up Mista Twista Don't you that Nubians ain't never supposed to whisper Talkin behind my back is makin it seem it's a rumor So tell me fact to face you can decide to come to Juma Don't say your name backwards because you like Cav Played to the by def and I'm gonna eff up the right half The descendant of Canaan, I'ma let my pizzazz wreck I'm speakin this to the devil that calls his an Aztec You ain't a Puerto-Rican, know what I'm speakin, Islam you're You might as well open the of a church and become a deacon step to me, speakin the pep to me about what your rep'll be Crept to me because I let them see that you had Them suckers that be dissin me I just insist ya Stop against the Mista Tung Twista
Now that was bad, But if you think was somethin Wait till you the album I like to give a shout to my son And ?? to the Wiz Of course Cavalier, it's his My man And the DJ Cut And the whole entire nation We 5000 the mic, y'all
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