If You Have To Ask (Live ’00)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Wanna-be gangster thinkin' he's a wise guy Rob another bank, he's a 'sock 'em in the eye' guy Tank-head, Mr. Bonnie and Clyde guy Look him in the eye, he's not my kinda guy Never be confusion proof Your pudding's sweet but too aloof Orange-eyed girl with the backslide dew said "Yo, homie, who you talkin' to?" Backed up paddywagon mackin' on a cat's ass One uppercut to the cold upper middle class Born to storm on boredom's face Add a little lust to the funky ass Flea bass Most in the race just lose their gracе The blackest hole in all of spacе Crooked as a hooker, now suck on my thumb Anybody wanna come get some? [Chorus] (If you have to ask) You'll never know, oh Funky motherfucker will not be told to go (If you have to ask) You'll never know, ah Funky motherfucker will not be told to go [Verse 2] Don't ask me why I been flyin' so high Mr. Bubble meets superfly in my third eye Searchin' for a soul bride, she's my freakette Soak it up inside, deeper than a secret Much more than meets the eye To the funk, I fall into my new ride My hand, ah, my hand Magic on the one is a medicine man Thinkin' of a few taboos that I ought to kill Dancin' on her face like a stage in Vaudeville I feel so good, can't be understood Booty of a hoodlum, rockin' my red hood [Chorus] (If you have to ask) You'll never know, ah Funky motherfucker will not be told to go (If you have to ask) You'll never know, oh Funky motherfucker will not be told to go [Interlude] Oh! It's okay [Guitar Solo] Ha! Ho! Sudden set of [?] [Instrumental Outro]