Uh, uhh, yeah.. what?
LOTUG, uhh, yeah
Yeah, uh, uh
From the Q to New Jeru, yeah
Uhh.. hip-hop
Kid Called Roots
Who am I?
[Mr. Funke]
I am a Lord and see, yeah you know me
Brown ass nigga zig-zags from Jersey
When yo` system knocks, better be Lords on the box
Watch ya spot, we Set It like Vivica Fox
You know I be ridin in eighty-fitty-I wit Sha
while we umm * inhales * on lye
And when it`s trouble, we push the Black Lex bubble
Me and Cappo, push the whip REAL SLOW
Tinted windows, so nobody know
Lord of Undo`, translates to below
Feel the flow, cause we blow like so
Eatin NoDoz, quick to kick like bolo
You know, the way we go, you betta follow
Six-double-oh travel roads that`s narrow
Watch your body, feel it twist like karate
Take dat, feel dat, it`s enough for everybody
[DoItAll]
Check it - a hum dullah don`t deserve to be a star
DoItAll, Lord Jazz, Funk Man, yo who we are - Lords
Immacular, push the black Lex car
Hang you off the balcony -- now my office hours are..
The rap game is full of wannabees who ain`t nice
I get up in it, cook niggaz in a minute like rice
Rock a lot of ice! Keep the girls lookin at me funny
Tryin to get pregnant, tryin to get some money
But you must be crazy if you think we havin that
I`ve got lawyers that could prove that the Earth`s still flat
Fools wanna stress me, but I can raise the mackin out
Got the Lex off the lot, make the owner back it out
What, L (L), O (O), T-U-G (G)
Livin like kings, gotta push the big Jeep
Take trips to Hong Kong, backstage at a show
with some Chinese broad named -- Sum Dum Hoe -- what?
Chorus: repeat 2X
Take dat, yeah nigga take dat
Feel dat.. Take that take that take that -> Puff Daddy
[Mr. Funke]
What the deal is? You see my jewels be the chillest
I be the illest, me and Lords, back with real shit
Hip shit, Hop shit, freak any topic
Knock it? Stop it, niggaz didn`t lock this
It`s Resurrection Dun-Dun, frequently let one
BLAOW from the big gun, make the whole crowd run
Ask Sun, come on down and hit me one
Break me off one, come and get some
[DoItAll]
Who wan` come test, take it to your chest
Put a bullet in your Bubblegoose like Wyclef
Funk Man got these rap cats jealous of me
Like Joe Frazier jealous of Muhammad Ali
But can`t nobody touch this, far as I can see
If you don`t want beef, you gotta give it to me
The Jim Carrey of this rap shit, makin niggaz laugh
at you dirty MC`s, need to go and take a bath, uhh
[Mr. Funke]
Take a seat`n, ain`t no competin
Me and Lord Jizzy, Funk Man ain`t retreatin
Disbelievin, might end all your breathin
Catch me on the weekend, black Jeep creepin
Thug niggaz love niggaz, who bust niggaz
So bust this niggaz, pass the lime liquor
I`m quicker, than your average umm type niggaz
Take dat, take dis, this for you niggaz!
[DoItAll]
Take dat, Put It In Your Mouth like Akinyele
The style that I kick make all MC`s jeally
The bone-crusher, rock the microphone from here to Russia
Leave dents instead of fingerprints when I touch ya
Efficiently declared illegal by the government
Kidnap your mother make you wonder where your brother went
My crew, retaliate like Benny Blanco
Make my getaway, in a stolen White Bronco
Chorus 2X
