Lyrics:
Rock, ha
You can't fuck wit me
(Can't fuck with me)
I don't care about your imagery
(Fuck, nigga)
Give a fuck who you claim to be
(Fucker, c'mon)
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
Collective on the scene bringing change to the game
It's a shame we just trying to maintain in this game
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
Collective on the scene bringing change to the game
It's a shame we just trying to maintain in this game
I get mad wicked (fuck around) and catch a bad one by the funker
I puff the mad spliffs and roll blunts with Archie Bunker
'Cause my brain is
goes by
Ready or not
Give up the funk
Never gonna give it
Never gonna see it
Time goes by
Give up the funk now
Sittin’ in this bouncing house
How’d they
Hadron Collider
When suddenly a sound
Comes rumblin' from inside her
The boss of science opens up the lid
And from within a metal thing
Comes out with
Girl, this man done showed up at the party with another girl
Holdin' hands and shit
And he walked right by me
Didn't even say nothin
And the girl
stuff up, y'all feel good?
Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do?
(Party!)
Randy Mac in the place to be, what you
drove by his house, so who you tryin' to dial
If you're lookin' for an answer, you're probably gonna find it now
And to the man in the hat standing
cook up some beats
I'm in the stu and I'm brining the heat
I'm living life I'm doing me
I'm living yeah I'm living like glee
Uh hell yeah
Uh uh hell yeah
caused by me
Can't stay here long he's fighting back hard
And my time is up so give my regards
To Hades who probably leaves you scarred
Better make sure
think it's my turn this time
Not a soul gets by
Games never had no place with me
Jamming is my concern
Just give me one good man
To keep me
think it's my turn this time
Not a soul gets by
Games never had no place with me
Jamming is my concern
Just give me one good man
To keep me
dam that I truly give's for the sake of the building beaver
'Spite the weather
Putting up with the levels and the speed and the cold of river
Sicker
it ago dread
Leave us alone
Everything we build up, dem want trample down
He without a sin hafi cast the first stone
Dem can't do it at all, no,
Yeah
Yuh
Glee
Glee
Yeah
Shooting shit up
Bitches will pick up the litter
Yeah
I got bigger I still ride with my niggas
Yeah
Shooting shit up
Bitches
Drips in szn
I want every penny sir
Bro got the glee
Woii woii woii
He's spinning that deli
Rah
Bro im Simma
I can't go for dates n Dinners
Outside need
wonder why rapper's make fake ass tapes
You won't get paid like I did, so give up punk
And while your in the studio, I'm in the trunk
You got no choice,
ain't talking on me
I still ride with that glee if it's dirty or clean
They can't fuck with the team when we rolling up three
Said I might press the gas
you
Just too fucked up from bamboo sticks?
Puff a little bit of the monster funk
Puff a little bit of the monster funk
Puff a little bit of the monster
stick up your chaperone's
It's a dirty dog world, say it louder
Every Friday I'm bein' chased by Craig's father
That's why I'm on the low like pro
And my
the price
Luke 10:19 give we authority
To destroy the works of the enemy
Anything not of God bind it quickly
Use your voice... cast it out verbally
No
the funk
If you wanna light up you know we don't give a fuck
Throw ya dubs up don't wanna hear no bitching
We do it for the cheese we do it for the vision
And since you came out gassed, well I'm closin' your gas cap
The creature, from the deeper, ultimate funk freaker
Represent New Jersey, keep your eyes up
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