Funky Song

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MC Lyte (born Lana Michelle Moorer; October 11, 1970) is an American rapper who first gained fame in the late-1980s becoming the first solo female rapper to release a full album with 1988's critically acclaimed Lyte as a Rock. more »

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Uhh yeah, yeah "Funky song" ha, ha
"Cause ain't nothin goin on
But a funky song" yes yes yes

K-Rocks is gonna rock, I mean go get hype
So you people all aboard and
Lyte has the light
Fresh this dope, promise this too strong
And yo, you can't go wrong with a funky song

I don't know the reason
For which that I've become fanatic
For some bass drums and a few hi hats
But yo please, don't say microphone
Cause I'll be forced to kick whoever
Thinks they king off they throne
But yo people talk speakers
And sneakers if you wanna
Yeah I like the cars that
Go boom, I won't front, yup!
Annnd people talkin woofers and the tweeters
I like to go above ten on
The volume cause yo it's
Just, a touch, or bass
("a little bit, a little bit")
Now check the rhythm the rhyme, yeah it fit's
It steals your mind like a needle
And then holds on to it like a hostage
And amazement is shown on ALL your faces
To what MC Lyte has given

Yo'! I'm definitely proud to say
Those that never heard the tunes well
It's time to vic so cough up your dollars
Put your money where your mouth is
And we can surely as hell
Get down to business
Don't ever doubt me or what I'm capable of
I have to show and prove that I am a thug
Or should I say the ultimate
Yeah that's perfect
Cause I'm as ultimate as money can get
So get the ghetto blaster, boombox
Whatever you call it
Grab it by the handle and start to haul it
If you're chillin in your car
Open up your back windows
Turn the volume up and let the sounds flow
Or pop a tape in your Benzi box
And drive ten miles per
Hour through every block
So they can hear the Hip-Hop
Pumpin in the ride
And when you're finished press auto-reverse
And play the other side

When you're talkin to my deejay
A talk a crossfader
His organized Technics'll leave
A flavor later
Cause just like a basshead CHIN
Crack greater
And try his hit's like "Yo this sure tastes"
I'm in high pursuit
Hope I don't have to shoot
Get down or sit down with all of you
So when you call on my deejay
A call him K-Rock
And when you thought you heard it
All here comes the shock
My rhymes, hotter than a danger lie
It's just like that, don't ask why
But I'm cool
Cooler than the rocks on a mountaintop
Cause yo Lyte lift the party up further yup
And if you're comin to the jam
Yo it's like a hijack
Once you step in, there's no turnin back
It's hypnotism, done every time
You're stickin out your tongue to get
A taste of the rhyme
And just like I planned it
Satisfies your tastebuds
It's silky and milky
Cause your mouth to flood all over you
Dribble and drool you still remain cool
Cause that's what I'm like, rap is made to do
But anyway
Since I don't think my job is complete
Say goodnight 'til the next time we meet

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