Lyrics:
And be protected by No Limit tanks, soldiers with K's and hand grenades
Could you recall a soulja that used to be crawlin'
Now I'm ballin', don't plan
with a neighbour
Freeze the MC's that wanna see thee
By now Naughty By Nature by me
They want me to come and come up faster, that could be arranged
intelligent black woman Y-O-Y-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made by woman and male
I rhyme about
I had a dream about my man last night
And my man came by the studio
And his name is
Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect
Phife Did-awg is
You find a MC like me who's strong
Leavin' motherfucker's aborted, with no verbal support
And when I command the microphone I get deadly as Kahn
I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away, if you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace, they claimed I was a nasty
your bread"
So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away
If you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace
They claimed
You find a MC like me who's strong
Leavin' motherfucker's aborted, with no verbal support
And when I command the microphone I get deadly as Kahn
your bread"
So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away
If you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace
They claimed
I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away, if you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace, they claimed I was a nasty
back mem'ries of a good life
When the love was not so old
Oh, oh, I
No, no, no no,
Don't funk with my heart
No, no, no no,
Don't funk with my heart
on my grizzly for the cubs (aye)
Back and I'm busting
On noh noyz productions
We turnt up and it ain't NO noise reduction, we fluctuating
Why the funk you
yo hands in the air 'cause we back again
With Hershey L-O double see doe, funk by the kilo
And we know, how to keep it on the G Low
Incognito,
these days, they ain't goin' by the books
Proceed with caution, if you're not
You're lost in these fucked up times they
Have no remorse in
Get twisted,
at a standstill
Some racial circuits the frequencies can't handle
The funk tracks produced by EPMD
But it's a fat jam, that will never win a Grammy
Unless we
cause I'm no lost cause
Little girl recognize Too $hort's the boss
When they turn 16, we all find out
What little girls like that are all about
So you
some serious funk
I wouldn't buy you a car, no diamonds and shit
All the time talkin' about your fake-ass gifts
George bought you a ring, John bought
knew the fella could play
Dig him
By the things he heard his right hand say
(Now, we're gonna romp)
(There was no doubtin' that the man could swing)
off what I'm toking
Haters searching weak emotion so no regrets
Show respect or get showed the check
The flow the best
It's Funk Volume and you know
Don't know where we're going, away from here
I said you can tag along babe there's no need to fear
We can chill out by the water we'll be here for
breaks your inner mind body
Got me sold like Hurachis funk tracks up the ass
make peace wit knock knees the funk dwella in your cella
no
ever seen
Make it memorable
By the way is it me
Or is funk
What goes around, comes around
The girls are still together x2
X2
Wow and MC Globe
We emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No
once
So whip out your trunk on some compton funk
The weather is hot and the hoes is hot
And they ridin your jock because you clockin a knot
You can
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