The mother fucking funk seesion is to begin Crowd around, ladies and crowd around The funk session is about to When I say session, i ain't talking about George Clinton I that nigger though I ain't talking about James Brown and Sly I'm not talking about fucking the Time and Prince (What you about?) We talking about funk session 96 96 mean a different thing That you looked at my woman, and I'm stepping to you And you about to out the gat and try to blow a nigger's brains out
You see we can't along cause we just don't to You cross the game and my crew will just you And sing the ripper, we just say oh And the white man keeps on more jails I know the system nothing to fool with Cause you locked up all my homies that I went to school And I know damn well you got my name on the I'm the one that called your daughter a bitch Just a black man good, you wanna do me Before you ban rap you need to ban violent movies Gangsta rap crime, Mike Tyson wrecked the system Larry Hoover ran a gang in Illinios can't Malcom X us knowledge, Martin Luther preached for peace And every day black men lying dead in the So the real education, in the hood Peace to the muslims cause they're doing real They're never giving up, on the black We to buy our own land and try to stack dough Get rich if you to, I ain't trying to front you If Robert want some funk tell him come through It's been a long night but still getting funky Who up the cage and let out the monkey I it when she said it, "You just a dogg Short Like G's out in South Side Chicago" I said that's right hoe, I'm from the O And I will never spend my on a six-fo performance, is what I'm riding I got the game from Oakland so I never siding I'm getting money in criminal's country Hoe's show me love because my pimping's so I'm not a role model, unless you to mack her Cause first I am player and second I'm a Third I'm just a big ass Top on my beeper but I still won't call her Cause I got one with me, And I'm a pimp I die Don't be talking to snitches, you'll get sent on a lie Doing time in the pen for some I what would happen if they catch em You burn his balls with a big lighter, get the And he'll be smoking like a mother fucking dope Nowaday's like to kill your whole crew For coming to the party and on a shoe He said excuse me, but it wasn't So now you want to take his punk ass So you can hit him, and him Let his momma bury him in a suit that fit 'em You give an F-U-C-K So fuck him Didn't have to shoot him, just walked out and him up and down all around in his gut Standing in his blood looked and said "What's up?" What's up nigger, G tell 'em like Treach
coast niggers are the craziest And West coast niggers are the And south niggers are the craziest It seems like all american niggers are the It done got out of We don't drink that at the white mother fucking masses Immediate and up for us and now we killing each other Remember me all, I want everybody to look Yo this is Shock G from Underground I you to look back right now We rolling with the Dangerous I want you to look back when I Y'all remember that shit I said, I said ah America, Get Humpty yeah The red the white the blue and the blue and red for and bloods The for whose got you doing time We caps on one another and it never stops You know it never But you know, that been searching for someone Who can rise like Malcom and To you niggers out
Shit they me MC Blowfish Back when Digital Underground first Say, I was the whole thing, say The me MC Blowfish hey Yeah, and I kick a little thing like I say, I say, I say, I say Shorty me out I say, I say Now as I slip into that butter melody This is the part Shock your heart and leaves you vision blurry So try to focus on my I suggest you invest in a telescope As I come with hella Move closer to your Get your look just that hooker catch Jay ism Even with my vocals for ears, you still couldn't see me though As I flavor rub this like oregano I'm them nouns and verbs You couldn't see me binoculars I guess I'm just a different cause I do love them hoes Just maybe not the same way I love my Cause I love it they say something fly The ill caps make me laugh I cry frys and some freaks and it's on All long I love to see my living strong But then that cook with that cookbook Rains salts on another brother's day I'm wondering if we're really happy here with this lonely G game we