Lyrics:
and matched up sticks
Down With the King, and we swing it on the mix
Of a funky funky (new new) be-boy sound
So come on everybody let's all get down
or the teacher
It's not about a salary
It's all about reality
Teachers teach and do the world good
Kings just rule
And most are never understood
If you
didn't do it I can't fuck with it
NWA is like a mix a fix a trix
Real niggas with big dicks
You're takin' a chance when you think that
Talkin' under
macro space junkie
A mix of funky jazz and hiphop hits
That 90's RnB
Let me tell you that's the relative degree of my general philosophy
No one holding
play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both
play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both
Ah yeah, right about now Compton's in de mothafuckin' house (yeah do it do it)
NWA's in full effect
Hey yo yella boy, kick me that funky-ass beat
didn't do it I can't fuck with it
NWA is like a mix a fix a trix
Real niggas with big dicks
You're takin' a chance when you think that
Talkin' under
suckers was worse 'n you!"
Let's make a deal if you think
That's true
I mean, you're supposed to be the devil so...whatcha
Gonna do?
Heh?
Now hold on just
Ah yeah, right about now Compton's in de mothafuckin' house [yeah do it do it]
NWA's in full effect
Hey yo yella boy, kick me that funky-ass beat
by a magnitude of three
And have you seen that maps are different in every country
And Antartica
Is it a ring
Or what they showed us
An ice wall
at I and I can't stand it
Wanna be down with the Day-Glo
Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo"
Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo"
"I got a funky
have your phone number?]
Yes, it's 9-7-6...
[click]
Now I want to turn up my box, and make much noise
and rock the party and shock all the be -boys
Take
It ain't wise to chastise and preach
Just open the eyes of each
'Cause laws are made to be broken up
What n****s need to do is start loc-ing up
better run, you better do what you can
Don't wanna see no blood, don't be a macho man
You wanna be tough, better do what you can
So beat it, but you
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
My love
Now you’re lying lonesome
With visions of blue
Vision in you
Again you let your heart go
And when ever you do
It’s
play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both
Call me a librarian, rhymes are scary when
I mix verbs and phrases and put the vocabulary in places
where, only the M-O-N-see-H can do it
So don't ever
on a station that pays,
if you want the hits, the whole hits,
and nothing but the hits... on your FM dial, keep it right here,
baby.
Modern Talking! 'Cheri
and I'm subliminal
In my own right I'm dope cause it's original
Funky, unmistakibly so
When the vocals are done, then you know
It's all a matter of setting
Ha ha ha ha, yeah yeah
Jam on it (yeah, yeah, we know, we know)
Huh
(Yeah, Cozmo, you gonna rock it, right?)
(You gonna do it down, right?)
Ha
instead
Get you two bird brains to can it
Like you were two cans of Campbell soup
Now dammit you can just shut up or get cut up
Okay now you clam chowder
Frontliner like a barber, I'm ready for fades
The only power that I call on, don't wear out his name
Or use it in vain, be like Judas or cain
Want your rights
Ah yeah! feel the funk bay-be!
That’s right, this is called the basement!
And my man cl smooth kick it for you like this
From the heights, not
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