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Funky Beat (feat. Sadat X & Casual)

Check, uh, uh

Check, check, y'allYo, 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 jungleI don't smoke jumbo so whatcha knockin' for

There's locks on my door we rock from the floor

To the ceilin' ain't no drug dealin'

Ain't no gat peelin' you can't fight this feelin'

Well, my style's golden hot like molten rock

Niggers come bold but leave here holdin' jock

High roll patrol roll through the set on fifth

Arm's solo sippin' momo with a chickNiggers take the penitentiary chances at the dances

Lettin' off shots lit off the lanterns

Mad 'cause a nigga can't test with no access

To phatness like thisFrom one story the cowboy was founded

I'm surrounded by Casual and Whitey Ford

The whole world and your girl from the Bay to L.A.

To my blue end while I ain't tryin' to dieI'm tryin' 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

To the beat y'all

A yes, yes, y'all

We don't stop dog

We keep it rockin' till the panties drop, yoUh, uh, ha, I see the rappers bein' ruined

By you and whoever is doin' that crap, they got me booin'

In fact, I'm gettin' to 'em may an electrical poetical surge

Give me the urge to consume, the tomb and submerge

The depths of adverbsKeep it sick analytical, you pitiful trick

I'm the pinnacle and the prodigal

Rhyme style's, hip nautical fuck the artical

The artist is hardest to harvest the hard shitI slave till all my work is done I'm cashin' in

Stack up my money for a grand set

I like them all house parties rockin'

Plus, I'm up in your cozyBitch turn your head and keep your eyes

Where they supposed to be

Supposedly I was seen with something lean, uh

Brown skin, I keep it bouncin', I say loungin'

On the side with red wine, I know that shit on my floor ain't swineNow 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 faceYou all up in my space like with Puffy and Mase

But that's just not the case 'cause I'm settin' the pace

While you followin' and swallowin' savorin' the flavor

In your audio for now quick suckin' my styleRock 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'Cause it's the funky beat

'Cause it's the funky beat

'Cause it's the funk, the funk

The funk, funky beatI'll leave a piece of my style flyin' high up in the air

And you'll say to yourself damn I'm glad I was there

This is as rare as me frickin' share you people stare

But behind closed doors you will take it thereYeah, 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 convey at

Show her where to rock the pony atI 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, bearRock 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'Cause it's the funky beat

'Cause it's the funky beat

'Cause it's the funk, the funk

The funk, funky beat'Cause it's the funky beat

'Cause it's the funky beat

'Cause it's the funk, the funk

The funk, funky beat'Cause it's the funky beat

'Cause it's the funky beat

'Cause it's the funk, the funk

The funk, funky beat

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