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Funk is my mother, is my father
Obsessed with another author
Now I remember when everything was On the One
(Nah, couldn't get none)

Let me take you back a little than that
The connection and the rest of the pack
But think back, when Bootsy's Rubber Band hit the
With the star-shaped bass, he'd send the crowd a rage

Stop, up, and what do you see?
The Mothership in DC
So, yo, thank God for
Everybody knows that they was heaven sent

There's Hampton at one end of the stage
out Maggot Brain with Eddie Hazel
Yo, I remember and you do too
He would always call the down for you

Ga-ga goo-ga, ga-ga goo-ga, goo-ga
Yeah, you can do it, Humpty, be shy
But Shock G, come and reminisce with B
You that I was born one of the Funkentelechy
Humpty-Hump and the Horny Horns why you blow for me

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She said, I the drummer can you let me in?
Tell the guitar that I brought my friends
She was fine, sweet with a touch of
No head, no backstage

Funk to be a bad word to you
I couldn't stop myself writing a rap or two
So free your dull-ass mind funky ass will follow
funk is watered down, in other words it's kinda shallow

Get up to get down, I said I'd rather be you
George and Bootsy, what a of a crew
But since you've been lost, yo, been so lost too
So your lights in the air

And don't forget that the funk Mob is
Don't be standing on the of gettin' it on
And be the first to tell you when the funk's gone
funk in everything you do so don't be stupid

You might me funky though like Cupid
What is This is a tribute to the Mob
of funk so my set don't slop
I'm kind of like Vernon

I rap the mic like Fuzzy
And like Starchild and
I grab the funk by the and let it take me
To the boogie, with a giggle and squirm

And if you funky you will learn
I confess you've got to clean your
And forget that everything is on the one

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So would you, you funk, do you wanna
And if I ask to are you gonna
Get stopped, always rises to the top
See pop ain't where I'm from

So to the left and don't forget to bring your Bop Gun
Do that stuff like you
(Shorty B)
And if you're down the funk, that's me and you
And now that I just took you to the future

It's time to you up so I begin to suture
Stitch you up, and then I your wounds
But red hot got the loose booty
My lyrics amaze the juices, wanna do me

Like Too Short, too many funky sooth me
(Yo, I'm tripping)
Trojan on my tip and trip
About the articulation from my
So we go, I'm about to show

All the homies in the hood I can flow
With the Underground, with the P-funk in the
And if it gots the P it ain't down
I'm like Al on the microphone

I'm lyrics through your dome, all through your home
But Ice Cube said, once again it's on
I won't bite though just to a funky rhyme
I go platinum, for the very first time I my rhyme

the Parker, not Paisley
And if Prince is on my tip it phase me
I'm the old school of funk
Yo, I got bumping in my trunk
is not a trivia or a quiz
I just put the funk in showbiz, y'all

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nothing but a party, y'all, haha
Haha, again, 1991, Shorty B
Hitting you off with [unverified]
kicking it for the Acorn posse

Yeah, Jerry is in the booth kicking it
Yeah, send a shout out to Shock G
'Cause without him there be no me
And M E, and I'm O U T