| Verse One
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| It’s the F.U.N.K. |
| I’m all up in this mess again
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| The microphone motorist, don’t mess with mic pedestrians
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| Hold tight, this is how we rock all day and all night
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| I’m like the teacher who confiscated your mic
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| Alright calm down I ain’t about to fall out
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| You’ze a bad bwoy? |
| Son you don’t know what you talk bout
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| With your baseball bat, forget to bring the ball out?
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| While your folks call y’all in I’m going all out
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| Veteran, doing it again homie and yet again
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| Better than them thugs, gentlemen and all the rest of them
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| DL, king of the show like David Letterman
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| And I’m kinda cold so you better take your vitamins
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| Vitamins, you should take a look at what I’m writing in
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| Fresh like air homie, you can call me Nitrogen
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| Tighter than the tightest and hyper than the hypist
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| East Londoners say I’m dark, push up your lighters
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| We handle any situations like we Rambo
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| Get too close and we’ll split ya like a mango
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| Trying to from a partnership with cash like we Tango
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| And move into the future like we Hiro and Ando
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| We make moves from Prague to Orlando
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| And bring the solutions like Hopkirk and Randall
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| And if you trying bringing us a scandal
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| We’ll leave you in the street with your Monkey and a Banjo
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| Check, check, anytime we come we dett (it sounds dusty)
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| Check, anytime we come we dett (it sounds dusty)
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| Check, anytime we come we dett
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| I know you never hear dem' style ya' yet so hear dis'
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| Check (dusty) check, anytime we come we dett (it sounds dusty)
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| Check, anytime we come we dett (it sounds dusty)
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| Check, anytime we come we dett
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| As we move, ya hear me dude we rude
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| Verse Two
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| Check it, it’s the D. dot L. and Shazamme from Dynametrixs
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| Wrecked it, came wid' it persuaded all the sceptics
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| This beat weighs a ton forget the other metrics
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| Run tings' on road not them kiddie skalectrix
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| Ruthless, we don’t deal with nobody that’s useless
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| Riddim' so sweet that we bound to leave you toothless
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| So don’t be mad at me for wrecking all your cavities
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| Wash family, we flow on beats with zero gravity
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| Happily, plus the fact we want you all to notice
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| That we bout' to take over just like a swarm of Locusts
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| We focus, just listen to how I wrote this
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| Magical I might as well keep saying hocus pocus
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| And disappear, reappear then disappear then come back
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| The type of rapper who can tell my whole life on one track
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| One track mind, 24 track studio
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| Big bad beats and ill rhymes and that’s my duty yo
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| Bad bwoy' sound, rude bwoys' up in your area
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| Screaming I will battle you but fail the criteria
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| And couldn’t rock the microphone and cause any hysteria
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| But this is how we do it from Japan to Nigeria
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| And Switzerland so you better Swatch' this style
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| Nobody ain’t ever gonna stop this now
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| So trust me, the funkiest man I really must be
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| Cos when it comes to making it bang we do it dusty
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| Outro
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| Check (x32) |