Funky Beat

Check, uh huh Check check y'all Yo Whitey Ford's the name The Hunchback of Notre Dame Couldn't get more bent when it's time to represent I control it like rent in a slum tenement Life's hard like some men in the concrete jungle I don't smoke jumbo so what you knocking for There's locks on my door we rock from the floor To the ceiling ain't no drug dealing Ain't no gat peeling, you can't fight this feeling Well, My style's golden, hot like molten rock Niggas come bold but leave here holding jock High roll patrol, roll through the set on fifth Arm's solo, sipping ?molo with a chick Niggas take the penitentiary chances at the dances Letting off shots, lit off the lanterns Mad cause a nigga can't test with no access To 'phatness' like this From one story the cowboy was founded I'm surrounded by Casual, and Whitey Ford, the whole world and your girl From the Bay to LA to my blue end while I ain't trying to die, I'm trying to live while I cool out And pick up my daughter when the bell says the school out Who the hell brought tools in this peaceful event Now I can love you, front you, or we could hunt you You played too close, take a hit of this dose A yes, yes, y'all A freak, freak, yo So fresh y'all A to the beat y'all A yes, yes, y'all We don't stop, dog We keep it rocking till the panties drop, yo Uh-huh, ha, I see the rappers being ruined by you and whoever is doing that Crap, They got me booin', in fact, I'm gettin' to 'em May a electrical, poetical surge give me the urge To, consume, the tomb and submerge The depths of adverbs, ? Analytical, you pitiful trick I'm the pinnacle and the prodigal, rhyme style's Hip nautical, fuck the article, the artist is hardest to harvest the Hard shit I slave till all my work is done I'm cashing in, stack up my money for a grand set I like them all house parties rocking, plus I'm up in your ? Bitch, turn your head and keep your eyes where they supposed to be Supposedly, I was seen with something lean, huh Brown skin, I keep it bouncing I say lounging, on the side with red wine I know that shit on my floor ain't swine Now back it up, stack it up and hit me one more time It might be your phone call, but check it, it's my dime And I know she's fine but get off my line Or I'll break that spine and then maybe your face You all up in my space like with Puffy and Mase But that's just not the case 'cause I'm setting the pace While you following and swallowing, savoring the flavor In your 40 open now, quick suckin' my style Rock on, to the break of dawn Just freak it, ah yeah baby Rock on, to the break of dawn Just freak it, ah yeah baby Cause it's the funky beat Cause it's the funky beat Cause it's the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat) Cause it's the funky beat Cause it's the funky beat Cause it's the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat) I'll leave a piece of my style flying high up in the air And you'll say to yourself, 'damn I'm glad I was there' This is as rare as me fricking share You people stare But behind closed doors you will take it there Yeah, I be the extraordinary Judge from Bay fare to Albee Square Tell me where the party at, I'll be there Let her hit the coney at, show her where to rock the pony at I be the man with the large amounts of sapphire fare I'm about to cut loose my dog so you all best beware You can dance with flare and get out of your chair We be smarter than your average boo boo bear Rock on, to the break of dawn Just freak it, ah yeah baby Rock on, to the break of dawn Just freak it, ah yeah baby Cause it's the funky beat Cause it's the funky beat Cause it's the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat) Cause it's the funky beat Cause it's the funky beat Cause it's the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat) Cause it's the funky beat Cause it's the funky beat Cause it's the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat) Cause it's the funky beat Cause it's the funky beat Cause it's the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat)