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Featuring tragedy
Chorus:
Funky rhythms on my mind day and night (listen i hear a beat) (repeat 6x)
[dred scott]
So watch the kid fly through the atmosphere
When i'm rocking up a party yo i feel no fear
I be the one with the funk i kick
Yo i gets on the mic and says something sick
I give a "la di da di yes yes y'all"
I seen your granny doing backflips at the mall
And at the party i'm the killa dilla jerk a fool and blast
Like a pissed off post office worker
But you must understand that i'm just having fun
Like sanford and son cause i feel swell
When i bust my nut off when i'm on the dl
A fucking midget with his legs cut off
Can't get lower than me when i shake my funk
A brother with style and i ain't no punk
Like nat, i'm a king that's cole as ice
Double teaming me because you know i'm twice as nice
So check it out y'all
Chorus
[tragedy]
Rappers be selling out like tickets to a championship fight