What's happenin, This is Tyrone Chillinfoot with the funky Tung Twista, baby inches of straight stupid, straight ignorant dope funky stuff for ya, So turn up your radio and get to the Tung Twista it, gee
Let the Cavalier Tung kiss ya, it's the Mista Twista a rhythm, a lyrical styler My tongue'll be flingin a funky of Lyrical that's breakin em off in the mind, I be flowin em holy, I'm Kickin the funky Islam, my lyricals em like petroleum, I'm Pumpin the of the lyric, I'm breakin em off with the radical I'm one brother you could get next ta Flex style, I'm gonna give em a lyrical pump of the rhythm of Cav And crackin em up with the word of the I be bringin em up in the of the funky dialect I a flow for suckers that try a wreck I the light of a head and be wakin em up and then cause a fly I ya lay with the path of my rhythm and follow me like a Flowin from my lung, a tongue twister Mista, my style'll be makin a and be leavin the tracks bent Steppin is the black gent, my Nubian accent em up and then makin em take in the smell of my funk I be up in em And then I'ma em a lick of my lyrical lollypop, I'm gonna bring em into my Rock, the rhythm'll makin the clock spin blackwards The funk of the snap, crackle and pop, then flow, oh I'm makin em follow the path of a God and my be blacker than This lyric I'm makin is dope, call it so-so Don't dis the Twista the suckers soft as a whisper, Tung kiss ya like a sister Then let it be known that it's the way that I throw makin the funk of the lyrical glow And how I tell it, yo Cav is a funkedelic flow, and oh, my Swing at the of suckers, then I'm gonna give em a Tung It's the Tung Twista
Boy, that's Tung for ya at ya in 3d ?? than that, boy it out Kick it
My is spinnin I follow with and the Father be stoppin the Cavalier from The lyrical rhythm and then in the endin I ratatattat tactics, give em black Flow of the lyric I'm and rappin em up is dope as a crack fix It's - funky, I'm greater Never to step at the dictator, a state 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 kickin my in this Simply because I'm in this, I'm as dope as a Calmin this? Hype as a be shakin and rippin the rhythm And breakin up into a sweat, I be the lyrical servin a So never near a, lyricist Cavalier - ah Rock the flow of the lyrical be shinin like a mirror Hear a sucker step at the Twist, ya gotta be goin this to me The funk of the lyric flow from me like peepee You caught a work of my tongue as I be flow flowin water em up with a flow and sort of slaughter I oughta ?? I'm bracin Nubian nations, race and My tongue your tastin, a quick and facin lyrical wastin Tungs'll be cut Jason, racin Tung Twista rocks, lip'll lock My tongue'll be makin a tick tick or tick to Nubian hip-hop Flip-flopped, a when I wrote this Kickin and makin some hocus pocus, Tongue will be flippin just like I'ma locus Givin a for Twisterosis Crackin a mouth and them makin em ache put em up into a You're sniffin aroma I'm I'm able to break up a sucker that you might 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 funky I'm a hobo better than bolo, ya thinkin that he can battle my solo Just say oh no that's a no-no I be smellin the funk of my flow, jo I'm pumpin this up and breakin this in with a lyrical, say Take titles, then say I'm rippin a rap and then rockin a rhythm and in my tongue I'ma em And flow with a lyric it's steppin em And get with the I be pumpin up in em With and it's the Yeah - Twista
Boy, if that bad, my name ain't Lewis Tyrone Chillinfoot, But we get the Boogieman ?? Go head, kid
The Boogieman was speaking, he said, up Mista Twista you know that Nubians ain't never supposed to whisper Talkin behind my back is makin it like it's a rumor So tell me fact to face when you can to come to Juma Don't say your name because you don't like Cav to the left by def and I'm gonna eff up the right half The sucker of Canaan, I'ma let my pizzazz wreck I'm speakin this to the that calls his self an Aztec You ain't a Puerto-Rican, know what I'm speakin, Islam You might as well open the of a church and become a deacon Don't step to me, speakin the pep to me about your rep'll be to me because I let them see that you had leprosy Them suckers that be me I simply just insist ya Stop steppin against the Mista 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 course Cavalier, his album My man And the DJ Cut And the whole entire hip-hop We Audi Take the mic,
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