Lyrics:
I'm the candyman, I got sweets
For all the sweet MCs that fake funk in the streets
[Sample] (Pop Da Brown Hornet)
Gotta move it over here
(Yo keep
[Redman]
It's that Funkadelic, funk Doctor Spock impale it
Fuck the vest niggaz better start puttin on helmets
I roam the streets where there's no peace,
night
Mmh, you actin' like you can't call me no more
'Cause you busy and all of that
But you trying to tell me it wasn't good?
That shit is real
night
Mmh, you actin' like you can't call me no more
'Cause you busy and all of that
But you trying to tell me it wasn't good?
That shit is real
quiere mujere? Tell me what you want
But before I could blow a line
Baby lit up the Brand New Funk
Now, now, now, if you bump me by accident
You know
a Minnie
Two night time like Vinny
Told my mama don't want many
Told my mama I'm winning
Southside, I'm in it
Tell 'em finna wanna live there
And we
We don't ever ever
Give fuck
What you want
We just run it up
Hit a lick
On a chump
Just to get the bucks
From the east side
Outside wit the funk
We
yo I ain't all of that,
Hit ya with the baseball bat,
An' ya want to ill though,
Want to mess around,
You get fucked on the hill bro,
Kick it like
yo I ain't all of that,
Hit ya with the baseball bat,
An' ya want to ill though,
Want to mess around,
You get fucked on the hill bro,
Kick it like
i can run 10 laps in a track
Chorus:
Keep it moving it's on now
Making it punk rile
Shaking the funk rile
Rip it apart style
Fakin' the funk pal
Dunk
through you
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position and destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough, your
oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
All night long, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
少しだけ monologue
Wiz american hot dog
This is the protocol
I want to know it
wants to drop some information
Just a little additive to your education
I live my life by the code of the funk
600 watt amps, 18's in the trunk
When
wants to drop some information
Just a little additive to your education
I live my life by the code of the funk
600 watt amps, 18's in the trunk
When
daddy do his thing 'cause I pack right
I got 44 ways to make you act right
And its a shame how the game must be played
It was told never fold by
from W K are Funk
With DJ Moe Love, TR Love
We gon' bring it out by special request
For TR funky Love
Yeah, thanks a lot for that funky introduction
crap
'Cause my old gym teacher ain't supposed to rap
Keep on
(To the break of dawn)
Yeah
(To the break of dawn)
Funk it up
I said keep
crap
'Cause my old gym teacher ain't supposed to rap
Keep on
(To the break of dawn)
Yeah
(To the break of dawn)
Funk it up
I said keep
crap
'Cause my old gym teacher ain't supposed to rap
Keep on
(To the break of dawn)
Yeah
(To the break of dawn)
Funk it up
I said keep
step
I aint even have to do shit, but the way I presented it got them impressed
Once you get a whif of this funk
You gone want a taste of this flavor
If
down, hold me down (*echoes*)..
Uhh.. yo!
I grab the mic and grip it hard like it's my last time to shine
I want the chrome and the cream so i put it
no i dont need no hook
i go right in and funk it, no kidding
and mind yo wants cause someone out there wants ya mind
can you dig it?
Im from
in here
Oh, and here's your guy's vacation spot right here
Step right in
By myself?
Ah, don't worry about it
We always keep chains on these
at a standstill
Some racial circuits the frequencies can't handle
The funk tracks produced by EPMD
But it's a fat jam, that will never win a Grammy
Unless we
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