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Funk is my mother, is my father
Obsessed with creating another
Now I remember when everything was On the One
(Nah, they get none)

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

Stop, up, and what do you see?
The landing 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 call the Mothership down for you

goo-ga, ga-ga goo-ga, ga-ga goo-ga
Yeah, you can do it, Humpty, be shy
But Shock G, come and with Shorty 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 know the can you let me in?
Tell the player that I brought my friends
She was fine, sweet with a touch of
No head, no Pass

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

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

And don't that the funk Mob is everywhere
be standing on the verge 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
Devoid of funk so my set don't
I'm kind of cosmic Vernon

I rap around the mic like
And like and Grady
I grab the funk by the neck and let it me
To the Aqua boogie, with a and squirm

And if you funky you will learn
I you've got to clean your chest
And don't forget everything is on the one

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

So haul to the left and forget to bring your Bop Gun
Do that like you knew
(Shorty B)
And if down with the funk, that's me and you
And now that I just took you to the future

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

Too Short, too many funky words sooth me
(Yo, I'm tripping)
Trojan on my tip and won't
About the articulation my lips
So here we go, I'm about to

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

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

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

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Ain't but a party, y'all, haha
Haha, again, 1991, Shorty B
you off with mfstbc [unverified]
Still kicking it for the Acorn

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