funkdoobiest
i m shittin on em
I can do the somber, Like in November, Then rock a crowd while I'm in my pajamas. Like Tito Puente, I am muy caliente. Fuck Kunta Kinte, 'cause son is the sensei. I funk with the black belt; You better step back, hell. I can get smart Just like Agent Maxwell. I don't give a fuck, G. Hey hey, we're the Monkees; I'll rock a rhyme to the end of the month, see. I go on and on Like a marathon. I sing like Sarah Vaughn, But like the underground, I flip through some kung-fu. You know that I've come to Freak the ill shit You just can't undo. [Chorus] Son, get it funky. (I'm shittin' on 'em, shittin' on 'em.) (x 4) Son, get it funky. (Yo, I'm shittin' on 'em.) I can get symphonic Like Harry Connick, Or the Philharmonic. I'll drop atomic Vocals, solo Like Sonny Bono. I got you babe... but who's got the pornos? I'm iller than a wino. I'm not an albino. I charge like a rhino. You put me in a ... When I rob shit; bomb shit. Some say I'm obnoxious; I don't give a fuck; I'll make you feel nauseous. Row, row your boat, Gently down the street. I'll take you all out With my funk doobie team. I got the skills, kid, Like Rumplestilskin. I put out gold; get smooth like Jackie Wilson Singin' soprano. Move to the piano. Hey, where's the ... Our shit will be in ... [Chorus x 4] I shoobee-do-pop. Hip hop like Sinatra. I spray my Binaca, Then shake my maracas. Hey, it's the swinga. Fuck a humdinger with a finger. Yo, it's the ultimate singer. Kumbaya, yo kumbaya Like Belafonte. But what's Del Monte? I kicks the flava; The ill funk behavior. Sick like polio. Wild like a rodeo Out there in Kansas. Punk, check the classic; Get your ass kicked, So hop in the casket. I'm rockin' calipso. Who's got the Nabisco? I cook like Crisco. I pump the ill disco. [Chorus x 8]