Funky Song

Uhh {Yeah, yeah...}

"Funky song" {ha, ha}

"Cause ain't nothin goin on, but a funky song"

Yes yes yes

K-Rocks is gonna rock, I mean go get hype

So you people all aboard and Lyte has the light

Fresh this dope, promise this too strong

And yo, you can't go wrong with a funky song

I don't know the reason

For which that I've become fanatic

For some bass drums and a few hi-hats

But yo please, don't say microphone

cause I'll be forced to kick whoever thinks they king off they throne

But yo people talk speakers, and sneakers if you wanna

Yeah I like the cars that go boom, I won't front, yup!

Annnd people talkin woofers and the tweeters

I like to go above ten on the volume cause yo it's

just, a touch, or bass ("a little bit, a little bit")

Now check the rhythm the rhyme, yeah it fits

It steals your mind like a needle

and then holds on to it like a hostage

And amazement is shown on ALL your faces

to what MC Lyte has given

Yo~! I'm definitely proud to say

Those that never heard the tunes well, it's time to vic

So cough up your dollars, put your money where your mouth is

And we can surely as hell get down to business

Don't ever doubt me or what I'm capable of

I have to show and prove that I am a thug

Or should I say the ultimate, yeah that's perfect

cause I'm as ultimate as money can get

So get the ghetto blaster, boombox, whatever you call it

Grab it by the handle and start to haul it

If you're chillin in your car, open up your back windows

Turn the volume up and let the sounds flow

Or pop a tape in your Benzi box

and drive ten miles per hour through every block

So they can hear the hip-hop, pumpin in the ride

And when you're finished press auto-reverse and play the other side

When you're talkin to my deejay, a talk a crossfader

His organized Technics'll leave a flavor later

Cause just like a basshead CHIN, crack greater

And try his hits like "Yo this sure tastes"

I'm in high pursuit, hope I don't have to shoot

Get down or sit down with all of you

So when you call on my deejay, a call him K-Rock

And when you thought you heard it all here comes the shock

My rhymes, hotter than a danger lie

It's just like that, don't ask why

But I'm cool, cooler than the rocks on a mountaintop

Cause yo Lyte lift the party up further yup

And if you're comin to the jam, yo it's like a hijack

Once you step in, there's no turnin back

It's hypnotism, done every time

You're stickin out your tongue to get a taste of the rhyme

And just like I planned it, satisfies your tastebuds

It's silky and milky, cause your mouth to flood all over you

Dribble and drool you still remain cool

Cause that's what I'm like, rap is made to do

But anyway, since I don't think my job is complete

Say goodnight 'til the next time we meet