Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rasta Funky Style , by - E-40. Release date: 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 |