(Come on)
(Come on baby)
(Yeah)
The ingredients for comin correct we select
On the set beats and rhymes that are both in check
Hurby`s behind the board cold gettin respect
We are Kid `n Play in total effect
We`re getttin funky, up to par
And that`s with a hyped up beat just playin on the guitar
You`ll feel the bass, it`s soft and wet - yes, honey
You`ll get a taste, but not just yet - right, money?
The beat is live, troop, so don`t front on it
Get it while the getting`s good and just jump on it
Minute by minute, yo, hour by hour
Kid `n Play got soul power
We`re gittin funky
We`re not profilin, we`re freestylin
Got you dancin in the aisle and, you be smilin
From ear to ear, let`s make this clear, dear
Ridin the range on the rap frontier
Here, is where we stand by popular demand
Let`s have a hand for the 4 man band
Other MC`s in the dust trailin
We got quick on the horns just wailin around
So if you`re feelin down we`re gonna cure that
With the hyped up sound makin sure that
A troopers gonna say at the end of the night
That the boys were right and they rocked the mic
Gittin funky
Just call me Play I say, you gotta listen close
If you don`t dance to this, then you`re comatose
Cause I`m fierce, I`ll pierce your soul
Step back, relax, Jack, watch the heads roll
A rhymin editor, competator competative
So hyper you`re gonna need a sedative
Just take a hike on a bike when I`m on the mic
Told you I`m a cobra, I`m ready to strike
Administer, sinister, right, so savage
Axe to the wax, I`m gonna do damage
Like a volcano about to erupt
Get set, I`m gonna wind it up
I`m gittin funky
I see you standin with the dumb look on your face
Hey, if you came here to stand, you`re in the wrong place
You got to move your feet so there`s no doubt
Cause when I drop the beat it`s time to work out
Onto the floor, let`s start to go off
This ain`t hardcore.. but yo, it ain`t soft
You been throwin wack rhymes at me
Right `n exact, I`m doin exactly
What I wanna do, and what you gonna do
Is clap your hands when I get in front of you
Hype beats and rhymes are the recipe
Yo man - don`t even mess with me
We`re gittin funky
A style that`s bold, so cold that it`ll freeze ya
Numb your mind, give ya amnesia
You`ll forget why you ever stepped up to bat
You try to dis, hah, we`ll have none of that
Listen to me, I`m known to please, gonna
Lift up the crowd like Hercules when I
I step to the stage the microphone I seize
And defy you to try and take it from me
Your brain must be numb if you think you got my number
Boy, you`re just dumb and I think you`re gettin dumber
To think that you could handle the Kid, ha-ha, just to dis
Yo, I`m the best at this
I`m gittin funky
