Welcome to 1994

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Craig Mack - Rap

Welcome to 1994

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Duration: 5:32

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Funk Pow My sound's equivelant to beat down (craig mack with funk blend Its better than Preacher and the reverend And my style may never end) It never ends Mack shakes em down Its time Oh shit its time yo Oh shit the macks comin Just when you thought it wasn't safe for '94 I'm way more severe in your hemisphere Than Fred Astaire In his best nightmare Macks unfair Never gave a damn though When it's time to go Yo ass gotta go [?] all my MC's [?] MC's.. taste kind of tender.. It ain't no more stuff that you could be kickin Could out do finger lickin' Stuff that i drop , boy Craig Mack is super sonic like hydroponic Chronic , ironic funk tonic all in ya ear The rough rugged new birth for birth Leaves The Mack in full effect and start a [?] I put MC's in the ground When the Funk pound My sound equivalent to beat down Craig Mack The Funk blend is better than Preacher then the Reverend They pray my style may never end The Mack shakes em' down boy Shake down '94 [Hook] [Verse 2] I kick flavor out the manhole Dodge , she blow The fat flow Hard like a steel-toe And when you hear me thumpin all down the streets Realize that The Mack's super duper on the beats And my monster trail moves slow like a snail In detail I cook em' like a third rail My mind's made up , Black [?]Inauguration ,my nation Is the whole population [chomp chomp chomp] Throwing MC's vaccination This fat sensation Is why my creation I figure fake funk flippers Diamond tippers and no name rhyme rippers I just Craig Mack tip em' Get you down and raw Get your throat all sore And ain't nobody fuckin wit you anymore More bass More in ya face More raw taste More bass to stuff inside a place Got Fat Funk Flav

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  • Craig Mack