Who Got the Funk

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Passengers all aboard this Brooklyn-Queens express We got the Sound and Phife Dawg from A Tribe Called Quest Just in case some non-believers might contest this bout We'll be sparking paper MCs on the low cool route Some blame complexity, be rhyming from the dictionairy I rhyme from memory its all in the chemistry Peter channel did he doubt the host with the most Roasting niggas from the star to the Ivory Coast Some say they explodin', but they be implodin' I block out evil eyes and leave 'em blinded like Odin So get that 20/20 I'm a deeper visionary I see through adversaries, and all their petty worries This bitch called Wanda had me locked like an anaconda I used to ponder, the ways that I could get beyond her Her brother used to front but beef he used to want not I had him fighting like a slave on an auction block Hey Miss Behavin when I'm blowing up your safe haven No better yet I'm haunting whack MCs like Wes Craven Or Clyde Barker, the dread I rode with is darker And damper this is rockin' wilder beats and parkers [Verse 2 - Phife Dawg] Yeah yeah it's the world's greatest five footer Phife Dawg in the place to be With my diabetic partner Beetle, kno' what I'm sayin'? SOS in effect, I got the nikes on my feet and a knick jersey on So check it out Phife Dawg will hit you off with some rugg dat shit Pass me the mic and watch us get intimate Not only does it walk with me it talks to me Pats me on the back and says: 'Son that was a job well done' Why thank you, I'm glad I can be of great service Cause its mad MCs out there nowadays that sound nervous Life is too short to be sounding like a novice You can't MC then get the fuck out my office Niggas is like: 'Oh my Lord it can't be him again!' Biting my style like a wolverine from Michigan When I see a mic my dick gets stiffer than a mannequin Been poppin' shit since the tender age of friggin' ten After the share I'm sure that the people will be plexed with me Especially, if they know they have no strategy Don't mess with me I'm the one that you don't wanna see You know my name, you must be drunk off fuckin' Henessy Remember me, back in the days you didn't check for me Play me out like as if my name was friggin' Stanley All of a sudden I'm more famous than anus ???have brand new gayness?? Or better yet the virus Kid don't even try it, just keep your monkey ass quiet Fuck around with me you take a loss 4 years in a row like the bill So you better chill, word I got more whizz than George pallace Or better yet Tom Landry in his years out on Dallas Creative on my own, never had the urge to borrow And if you don't believe me you can ask my girl tomorrow About the wordplay, yes, peace to SOS East Coast forever boy, cause the rest can't test [Verse 3] What you cowards know about that nigga rhyme flow That's cooler than the tundra, and eviler than Mumra I'm in that zonin' mode, 7-0-1's the area code Me and Chamby higher than the lizard and the toad Verbal mojo, my flow be magic like Orlando If shit gets thick, i got the fuckin' madness clique I smoke I smoke, I roll on niggas like a boulder Murderer, too much blood up on your shoulder When my metaphors spill I dunk on punks like grand will My uncanny vocab skills have doctors saying that im ill But I ain't sick I'm very healthy And hope that rap makes me wealthy Fuck a buck and a dream I got a partner and a production team We got the flows so say that you'll win battles chump Verbally you're just a punk That's how battleships get sunk So recognize the mental when I step inside the center Cause rappin's just a job, being a jigga's an adventure