| Systematic funk just for your mind
|
| Take the time to think about your life
|
| Cause he will soon follow the tracks and the facts of my life
|
| It don’t matter if it’s good or it’s bad, it’s the thing of the past
|
| Making more money than you ever made
|
| In the club with the spade, welcome to my barbershop
|
| Come and get you faded, to me, rhyme is an art
|
| Trading all red like diamonds and hearts
|
| Don’t start nothing, won’t be nothing, just move to the rhythm of the pre-nup
|
| Secretly my frequency it’s frequently on freak with me
|
| Cause I’m quick to see and might keep the heat
|
| And go week to week and beat to beat
|
| So viciously and this would be so visually, what classify
|
| Deep, deep funk, I’m ready for whatever, Dogg Pound, get a blunt
|
| Cause I got the kush that’ll make you push
|
| Push, push, me and Dam Funk, yeah
|
| I’m here to just funk you up, it ain’t really gangsta if it ain’t'
|
| Downtown LA where they sell tank tops and socks
|
| Down the street where the homeless ride
|
| It’s too good to be good for all non-believers
|
| Nothing but the funk coming out the speakers
|
| Number one with the heater, that’s the way that’ll get you
|
| What more can I say? |
| Giving you this shit just like the bomb |