Oh, work, word, smooth Ooh, this one goes to all the All the old schoolers, all the new My name is the Kid Capri the Lords of Funk And we gon' smooth it out this, bust it
it real mellow, bet it be smoother than a cello And while we're at it, in peace to [unverified] Now make it cute, make it sound like a flute It's gonna drop just like a
I wait to see my name on a marquee gonna put it right there where it should be I'm blow up and man I can taste it And anyone that like it, face it The Kid Capri is to war and that's the truth
I gotta to these suckers that I'm bulletproof I'm playin' low key for a little bit in the Tryin' to a hit, I work for hours and hours And and days thinkin' about all the cash this pays But nevertheless I be the best
I gotta dress to impress and a girl the Guess Jeans on her behind, the girl is so fine I love the way she light the candle when we wine and I minds, exterminate suckers a little music at the games, the Ruckers
Be on the court, playin' they're taught Once it's finished, be chillin' in a fly resort Now have tried to diss my face 'Cause the girls when I come in the place I'm not braggin' but I say that I'm great
The more you see me is the more you appreciate my talent expertise for rap And everything that with including your clap 'Cause I'm strong, my strategy is highly about And I'm takin' no shorts, I'm all out
I despise those that come in my face And say I'll battle you any time, any I shake my head and say, "Yeah, right" But it's a whole story once we're on the mic I'm not sayin' I'm the best but I never
And I crab rappers like it's nothin' at all You know, the dope sayin', "Easier than done" Well, I did it, it was and I had fun Doin' what I like, takin' off the mic Cold slammin' parties with the rhymes that you like
I say to the crowd as the system kicks loud Just as long as I can keep body movin' I'm proud The we supply make you people keep in step I make sure the syllables connect And you think about a battle, well, how you win?
You never come across the Lords again And Mark is in the house a doubt, Money Mark is in the house And my man D, he got it goin' on He won't you wrong 'cause the brother got it goin' on
And the Kid Capri is in effect The man Kid Capri is in effect You try to diss I just might get wreck The man Kid Capri is definitely in effect a up
And Biz Mark, he got it on And my man Kool V, he got it on And the DJ Doc, he got it on And my man Troy Outlaw we got it on
My man the Don, he got it on To my man Kid D, he got it on And the Luv crew, we got it goin' on And it's the Lords of Funk, we never ever, ever steer you
Ah, yes, yes, y'all, it gets fresh Ah, yes, yes, y'all, it fresh y'all It gets fresh, get fly, we get on Lords of Funk baby doll, we're the of the town
And for those that like to cool out In the old school, the new Whatever school all the schools You what I'm sayin'? We do all that, we can do all
But there's one I must say before I go Rest in peace to my man, G in peace to my man, Jigga G Comin' from the words of DJ Kid Capri Rest in to my man, Jigga G
And rest in to my man Poppa Duke Rest in peace to my man Duke Sounds so sweet somebody playin' a flute Rest in to my man, Poppa Duke, word up And I'm here, come on