Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rhymin' On The Funk, artist - Digital Underground. Date of issue: 31.12.1989
Song language: English
Rhymin' On The Funk |
| S-H-I-N-I-N on the funk |
| And listen to the emcees rhymin on the funk |
| We solemnly swear to never bust a style that’s bunk |
| So listen to the way that we’re rhyming on the funk |
| Now we would like to ask you |
| Have you ever heard this style befo' |
| You gotta say no |
| Cause there ain’t no denying |
| And if you say yes you’re lying |
| People are always wondering |
| What’s up with the Underground |
| Are they down? |
| Or is just another new sound |
| We’re saying things |
| And when we use a beat we use it right |
| Cause we’re not just playing things |
| Spitting rhymes |
| Like a Tommy gun spraying things |
| So when you see us onstage |
| Don’t just stare us down |
| Or compare our sound |
| To any other crew ya like |
| Yo, judge how ya like |
| Riding this like a roller coaster |
| Hugging the curves and dipping |
| Like I’m supposed to do |
| For the Underground troupe |
| Cause I know I’m the poop |
| Steaming hot |
| Stinking up the dance floor |
| Gonna do it freelance |
| For the funk, my friends |
| And all the others in the industry |
| They want to get with me |
| (Shock: Why is that, Mon?) |
| Maybe it’s my smooth flow |
| They know this guy is dope |
| So they get hip to the style I’m using |
| It’s called Raw Fusion |
| Ain’t no time for ego-tripping |
| Let it be known |
| There’ll be no slipping on mine |
| Cause all I want |
| Is a chunk of this Underground funk |
| Yo, Money-B |
| What’s up cold Shock G? |
| Check it out, would you tell the people what we mean |
| What do you mean what we mean? |
| You know what I mean |
| Tell 'em what we mean |
| When we’re R-H-Y-M-I-N on the funk |
| Let 'em know that we got spunk |
| We got it |
| And when I count to three |
| Go on and hit some of that humpty-hump |
| One, two, three |
| Well, I’m humpty-humping |
| You know that I’m saying something |
| The funk’s in your face |
| Gonna keep the place jumping |
| As the beat keeps pumping |
| I’m tick-tocking 'em |
| Dope rhymes, I’m dropping 'em |
| On the twenty-four track |
| And there ain’t no stopping 'em |
| It’s too late to put the tape on pause |
| Because we’re |
| Tell me if you think the beat is nasty |
| Well get ready, we’re going to get sweaty |
| Just in case I hope you brought a towel in |
| I’m on the prowl when I hear the bass growling |
| Growling like a big bass monster |
| On a rampage, it’s like we were onstage |
| Shock G speaking from the Underground |
| Do they understand? |
| I really don’t give a damn |
| Cause we’re |