What's happenin, This is Tyrone Chillinfoot with the funky Tung Twista, baby [number] of straight stupid, straight ignorant dope funky stuff for ya, baby So turn up radio and get down to the Tung Twista it, gee
Let the Tung kiss ya, it's the Mista Tung Twista Pumpin a rhythm, a styler My tongue'll be flingin a pile of Lyrical rhymes breakin em off in the mind, I be flowin em holy, I'm Kickin the funky Islam, my lyricals slippin em like petroleum, I'm Pumpin the flow of the lyric, I'm breakin em off with the radical I'm one brother you never get next ta Flex your style, I'm gonna give em a lyrical pump of the of Cav And crackin em up with the of the wise I be bringin em up in the flow of the dialect I elect a flow for that try a wreck I spark the light of a head and be wakin em up and cause a fly effect I insist ya lay with the path of my rhythm and follow me a scripture Flowin this from my lung, a tongue Mista, my style'll be makin a and be leavin the tracks bent Steppin is the lyrical black gent, my Nubian Breakin em up and then makin em 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, then the rhythm'll the clock spin blackwards The of the rhythm'll snap, crackle and pop, then flow, oh I'm makin em follow the path of a God and my be blacker than Cocoa This I'm makin is dope, don't call it so-so dis the Tung Twista Leavin the suckers soft as a whisper, Tung kiss ya like a Then I'ma let it be known it's the way that I throw That's makin the funk of the glow And how I tell it, yo Cav is a funkedelic flow, and oh, my fist'll Swing at the of suckers, then I'm gonna give em a Tung blister It's the Mista Tung
Boy, that's Twista for ya at ya in 3d ?? funkier that, boy it out Kick it
My is spinnin I follow with Allah and the Father be stoppin the Cavalier sinnin The lyrical rhythm beginning and then in the I ratatattat tactics, give em black Flow of the lyric I'm pumpin and rappin em up is as a crack fix It's - 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, is what the scent'll 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 this? Hype as a rattle be and rippin the rhythm And breakin up a sweat, I be workin the lyrical servin a sucker So never come near a, Cavalier - ah Rock the flow of the rhythm be shinin like a mirror a sucker step at the Twist, ya gotta be goin like this to beat me The funk of the will flow from me like peepee You caught a of my tongue as I be flow flowin like water Crackin em up a flow and sort of slaughter I oughta ?? I'm bracin Nubian nations, and chasin My tongue your tastin, a quick pace and lyrical wastin Tungs'll be cut Jason, racin Twista rocks, your lip'll lock My tongue'll be makin a tick tick or tick tock to hip-hop Flip-flopped, a flow when I this Kickin and makin some pocus, focus Tongue will be flippin just like this locus a diagnosis for Twisterosis Crackin a mouth and them makin em ache put em up into a coma You're sniffin aroma I'm I'm to break up a sucker that you might send in The of the lyrical rhythm beginnin Spinnin the suckers like a dollar Be makin em holler kickin the funk of a lyrical I pray to Allah, I'm makin this 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 inside em And get with the I be pumpin up in em With this and the Yeah - Tung
Boy, if that bad, my name ain't Lewis Tyrone Chillinfoot, baby But we get the Boogieman ?? Go head, kid
The Boogieman was speaking, he said, what's up Twista Don't you know Nubians ain't never supposed to whisper Talkin behind my is makin it seem like it's a rumor So tell me fact to face when you can to come to Juma Don't say your name backwards because you like Cav to the left by def and I'm gonna eff up the right half The sucker descendant of Canaan, 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, you're seekin You as well open the doors of a church and become a deacon Don't step to me, the pep to me about what your rep'll be Crept to me because I let see that you had leprosy Them suckers that be dissin me I just insist ya steppin against the Mista Tung Twista
Now was bad, baby But if you that was somethin till you hear the album I like to a shout to my son [Name] And ?? to the Wiz Of course Cavalier, his album My man And the DJ Cut And the whole entire hip-hop We Audi the mic, y'all
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