What's happenin, This is Tyrone down with the funky Tung Twista, baby [number] inches of straight stupid, ignorant dope 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 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 slippin em like petroleum, I'm Pumpin the flow of the lyric, I'm breakin em off 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 em up with the word of the wise I be bringin em up in the of the funky dialect I elect a for suckers that try a wreck I spark the light of a head and be em up and then cause a fly I insist ya lay the path of my rhythm and follow me like a Flowin this my lung, a tongue twister Mista, my style'll be makin a and be leavin the tracks bent is the lyrical black gent, my Nubian accent Breakin em up and then em take in the smell of my funk I be up in em And I'ma give em a lick of my lyrical lollypop, I'm gonna bring em my doctrine Rock, then the rhythm'll makin the clock 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 This lyric I'm 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 the funk of the lyrical glow And how I it, yo Cav is kickin a funkedelic flow, and oh, my Swing at the rhythm of suckers, I'm gonna give em a Tung It's the Tung Twista
Boy, Tung Twista for ya at ya in 3d ?? than that, boy it out Kick it
My is spinnin I follow with Allah and the Father be the Cavalier from The lyrical rhythm beginning and then in the I ratatattat tactics, give em kicks Flow of the lyric I'm pumpin and rappin em up is as a crack fix It's - funky, I'm greater Never to at the lyrical dictator, a state of is what I put a sucker into, then to mentally Go with the smell I be stylin, gee, funky is the scent'll be Harmin this? Uh-uh, the Cavalier's my charm in this because I'm in this, I'm as dope as a pharmacist Calmin this? Hype as a rattle be and rippin the rhythm And breakin up into a sweat, I be workin the lyrical a So come near a, lyricist Cavalier - ah Rock the flow of the lyrical rhythm be shinin like a Hear a sucker step at the Twist, ya be goin like this to me The funk of the will flow from me like peepee You caught a work of my tongue as I be flow flowin water Crackin em up with a flow and sort of I oughta ?? I'm Nubian nations, race and chasin My tongue your tastin, a quick and facin lyrical wastin be cut like Jason, racin Tung Twista rocks, your lock My tongue'll be makin a tick tick or tock to Nubian hip-hop Flip-flopped, a flow when I this Kickin and makin some hocus pocus, Tongue will be flippin just like this I'ma Givin a for Twisterosis Crackin a mouth and makin em ache I'ma put em up into a You're sniffin dope I'm I'm able to break up a sucker you might send in The funk of the lyrical rhythm Spinnin the suckers around 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 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 a lyrical, then say Take titles, say ta-ta I'm rippin a rap and then rockin a and ring in my tongue I'ma 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 - Tung Twista
Boy, if that ain't bad, my name ain't Tyrone Chillinfoot, But we finna get the ?? Go head, kid
The Boogieman was speaking, he said, up Mista Twista Don't you know that ain't never supposed to whisper Talkin my back is makin it seem like it's a rumor So tell me fact to face when you can decide to to Juma Don't say your backwards because you don't like Cav Played to the left by def and I'm gonna eff up the right The sucker descendant of Canaan, let my pizzazz wreck I'm speakin this to the that calls his self an Aztec You a Puerto-Rican, know what I'm speakin, Islam you're You might as well open the doors of a church and a deacon Don't step to me, speakin the pep to me about what your be Crept to me because I let them see that you had Them suckers be dissin me I simply just insist ya Stop steppin the Mista Tung Twista
Now that was bad, But if you think that was till you hear the album I like to give a to my son [Name] And ?? to the Wiz Of Cavalier, it's his album My man And the DJ Cut And the whole entire hip-hop We 5000 Take the mic,
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