Food For Funk

What yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, check it yo

You say a one for the trouble two for the time

Come on y'all let's rock that uh(I can feel the funk, I can feel the funk)(I can feel the funk, I can feel the funk)

Check itI come to grips with mics

I come to grips that a lot of mic users is dikes

I come to grips with the likes of

Fred Hampton

Cold so I'm lampin' with no need for spotlight

When I got light like an intersection, you talk

But you came to my town with protection

Election year, had the block hot

I scream, "Fuck the world", for having a baby girl sorta cock block

I write rhymes like

I come from the windy city

With my crew,

I click like simply, stand midi with reality

Casually,

I walk through these war games

Some claim say but then they take on whore names

If that's the way your sex drives, stay in your lane

If you're a man,

I can't tell like if the door rang now

Now, to the ladies in the house when you come in the place

It ain't a bunch of niggaz all up in your face

The music is thumpin' and you're feelin' the bass

What you wanna do girl(Wanna shout)

To the brothas when you come in a jam, it ain't a bunch of niggaz

It ain't high tech and ain't got free liquor

You jackin' his name and stick to make you jones get thicker

What you wanna do man?

Yo, check it(Let go)

Some niggaz be on the mic, sounding like dikes

Allow me to get on and bust like

Spike(Uh)Lee,

I'm in the majors with no rotation

Through stations of bullshit,

I see through like a pager

In the age of

Aquarius, various things

Is gonna carry us in intellect and what have you

Street astrologist's interpret point stars and half moons

Then end up on garages or walls in bathrooms

Every black moon, a rap tune move me

The rap sun,

I rain more than

Rudy, that unruly shit is played

It don't stop, it's time to get it, get it made

I got my mind made up like

Foxy Brown's face

I know how the underground tastes

I want a crib from the ground up, rooms spin at a round pace

Get down based on true story, through

CoreyCame close to the teachers

Colder as the

Iceman, posted before it start wrinklin'

Linkin' with cats, who don't react to change in the years

Fulfill prophesies in rooms full of emptiness, now

Now, to the ladies in the house when you come in the place

It ain't a bunch of niggaz all up in your face

The music is thumpin' and you're feelin' the bass

What you wanna do girl(Wanna shout)

To the brothas when you come in a jam, it ain't a bunch of niggaz

It ain't high tech and ain't got free liquor

You jackin' his name and stick to make you jones get thicker

What you wanna do man?

Yo, check it(Let go)

I can feel the funk,

I can feel the funk

I can feel the funk,

I can feel the funk

I can feel the funk,

I can feel the funk

I can feel the funk,

I can feel the funk

Yo, check it, check it

I came through the corridor, with the aura

Raw Chicago

Mora, scope the horror

Read between the lines and know the border

Some pop wines for juice,

I wait in the water

Waitin' for you

Big Willie niggaz to have a show at the crib

We gonna get with your glamor, long as we know where it is

Tell you ain't a player by your sweater doused with wack feather

The Crib got the gangsta playa shit patent like black leather

I rap better than you, you or maybe him

But I am like a tree and every lyric is a timb

Spilled brews and greasy foods got my car smelly

Some be so high, they believe they fly like

R. KellyBut then they fall off, dusted niggaz is gettin' sawed off

They fall soft, my mental lift is for me to haul off,

I kick ass

Now, to the ladies in the house when you come in the place

It ain't a bunch of niggaz all up in your face

The music is thumpin' and you're feelin' the bass

What you wanna do girl(Wanna shout)

To the brothas when you come in a jam, it ain't a bunch of niggaz

It ain't high tech and ain't got free liquor

You jackin' his name and stick to make you jones get thicker

What you wanna do man?

Yo, check it(Let go)

I can feel the funk,

I can feel the funk

I can feel the funk,

I can feel the funk

I can feel the funk,

I can feel the funk

I can feel the funk,

I can feel the funk

I can feel the funk,

I can feel the funk

I can feel the funk,

I can feel the funk

I can feel the funk,

I can feel the funk

I can feel the funk,

I can feel the funk

Makes me wanna shout, wanna shout

Makes me wanna shout, wanna shout

Makes me wanna shout, wanna shout

Makes me wanna shout, wanna shout

Wanna shout