Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rasta Funky Style, artist - E-40.
Date of issue: 27.04.2008
Song language: English
Rasta Funky Style |
How would you describe your type of singing? |
It doesn’t fit into any category that I’ve ever seen before |
It’s not folk singing, it’s not rock n roll, it’s not progressive jazz, |
it’s not swinging |
What is it? |
Rom pompom goes the whompers to the cranium |
Bustin out churri drums in an uncontrollable outburst, hear me out now! |
One time pull me over cause they see me come past d yard, slammin so hard! |
Me ready now! |
Rasta funky style (x7) |
A rasta funky style |
Rasta funky style (x7) |
Me rasta funky style |
Come right along, come right along, come right along wit me |
Spitting up on d mic is Mr flamboyant E-40! |
I likin when ma style is jaffing very sporty |
Strugglin strife all my life to make a little bit a money |
Give someone an inch and watch me take a 2 |
Can’t be nice to people, take advantage of you |
Smile up in yo face and wanna get down with yo crew |
I felt like I can see right through some people, no can do |
People believin that the fat means greasy |
Until they get locked up an get shagged into d booty |
That’s when you start notice that the life is not a cartoon |
This won’t happen to you, if you’re listenin to this tune |
I’m labelled to most, one a d most dopest rappers in history |
Inherited the gift of spit from the genes up in ma family |
Pork chop I eat (yes), but liver I will not (nah) |
When mommy’s cooking stew I put ma finger in d pot |
She slaps me on the hand and say ‘young boy have you gone mad? |
If you don’t like how I raised you then go live wit your dad' |
I become quite upset, angry enough to war! |
Start stompin all across the floor then I slammed ma room door! |
An act of disobedience which is the wrong ingredients |
All it takes is jus one tiniest form a insight from a genius |
To put it in perspective, video jukebox you selected |
Campaign around this town, with this beat and get elected |
Hussler on the doe, hitting hard like ridd |
Some of our raps are fast, some of our raps are slow |
V town, California, where I born raised and grow |
My favourite animated TV show, Tennessee Tuxedo |
Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, me no smoke cocaine |
Too hard on my brain, might drive me insane |
Lyrical king, the lyrical king, E-40 the lyrical king (x2) |
E-40 wanna slowin it up, tippin ma cup |
To make a toast (boop, boop, boop) for 90 dos |
Or what I say |
Peace goes out to d CLICK drivin on me insane |
With that premeditated game, a yea |
Now pass d drink to d left and side text us |
Now pass d 40 to d right and side drink us |
Now pass d denk to d left and side denk us |
Now pass d 40 to d left and slide drink us |
Follow me now! |
Put it in and get stupida, (a say a), drink it up until yo ocha |
If the munchies didn’t go, write some riddles add some symbols |
Make up symbols, can’t resist em |
Now everybody sing da lingo |
Why don’t you like drop d lyrics wit d greatest effies |
How come you can’t spit the lyrics from the hillside posse |
No good times could d one times make our country not free |
I thought this was the land of the opportunity |