What's happenin, This is Tyrone Chillinfoot with the funky Tung Twista, baby [number] inches of straight stupid, straight ignorant dope funky for ya, baby So turn up your radio and get down to the Twista it, gee
Let the Tung kiss ya, it's the Mista Tung Twista a rhythm, a lyrical styler My tongue'll be flingin a funky of rhymes that's 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 could get next ta your style, I'm gonna give 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 that try a wreck I the light of a head and be wakin em up and then 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 twister Mista, my be makin a dent and be leavin the tracks bent Steppin is the lyrical black gent, my Nubian Breakin em up and then makin em take in the smell of my I be kickin up in em And then I'ma give em a lick of my lyrical lollypop, I'm gonna em into my doctrine Rock, then the makin the clock spin blackwards The funk of the rhythm'll snap, and pop, then flow, oh I'm makin em the path of a God and my track'll be blacker than Cocoa This lyric I'm makin is dope, call it so-so Don't dis the Tung Leavin the soft as a whisper, Tung kiss ya like a sister I'ma let it be known that it's the way that I throw That's makin the funk of the glow And how I tell it, yo Cav is kickin a flow, and oh, my fist'll at the rhythm of suckers, then I'm gonna give em a Tung blister It's the Tung Twista
Boy, Tung 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 in the endin I tactics, give em black kicks Flow of the lyric I'm pumpin and em up is dope as a crack fix Wack? It's - funky, I'm Never to at the lyrical dictator, a state of Shock is what I put a into, then to mentally Go with the smell I be stylin, gee, funky is the scent'll be Harmin Uh-uh, the Cavalier's kickin my charm in this Simply I'm in this, I'm as dope as a pharmacist Calmin this? Hype as a be shakin and rippin the rhythm And breakin up into a sweat, I be workin the lyrical a sucker So come near a, lyricist Cavalier - ah Rock the flow of the lyrical be shinin like a mirror a sucker step at the Twist, ya gotta be goin like this to beat me The funk of the lyric will flow from me like You caught a of my tongue as I be flow flowin like water Crackin em up with a flow and of slaughter I oughta ?? I'm bracin Nubian nations, and chasin My tongue your tastin, a quick pace and facin wastin Tungs'll be cut like Jason, Tung Twista rocks, your lock My tongue'll be makin a tick tick or tick tock to Nubian Flip-flopped, a flow when I this Kickin and makin some hocus pocus, Tongue will be flippin just this I'ma locus Givin a for Twisterosis Crackin a mouth and makin em ache I'ma put em up into a coma You're sniffin dope I'm I'm able to break up a sucker that you might in The funk of the lyrical beginnin Spinnin the around like a dollar Be makin em kickin the funk of a lyrical scholar 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 that's a When I be smellin the of my flow, jo I'm pumpin this up and breakin in with a lyrical, then say haha Take titles, say ta-ta I'm rippin a rap and then rockin a rhythm and ring in my I'ma bend em And flow a lyric it's steppin inside em And get with the funk I be up in em this and it's the Yeah - Tung
Boy, if that bad, my name ain't Lewis Tyrone Chillinfoot, baby But we get the Boogieman ?? Go head, kid
The was speaking, he said, what's up Mista Twista Don't you know that ain't never supposed to whisper Talkin behind my back is makin it seem it's a rumor So tell me fact to when you can decide to come to Juma Don't say your name backwards you don't like Cav Played to the left by def and I'm gonna eff up the right The sucker descendant of Canaan, I'ma let my wreck I'm speakin to the devil that calls his self an Aztec You ain't a Puerto-Rican, what I'm speakin, Islam you're seekin You might as well open the doors of a church and become a step to me, speakin 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 me I simply just insist ya Stop steppin against the Tung Twista
Now was bad, baby But if you that was somethin Wait you hear the album I like to a shout to my son [Name] And ?? to the Wiz Of Cavalier, it's his album My man And the DJ Cut And the whole entire nation We Audi the mic, y'all
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