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