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dred scott - funky rhythms lyrics
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 p-ssed 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 f-cking 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
but hold tight, i’m the motivator with the right
stuff, i keep it rough while you huff and puff, so save the bluff
cause i ain’t even trying to hear that stuff
i kick black facts over fat tracks that dred packs
peace to freaknasty and the rest of my cats
where’s the axe? i want to cut a rapper in half
and laugh, dissect his whole steelo
used to be high, so i chopped him down to be low
put him to the side like a cop does a kilo
i’m raw, i funk you up and down like a see saw
to be more than a racist pig named limbaugh
you see, cause i be the mad verbal doctor
check my resume, i’m at the top of the roster
for your listening pleasure…
chorus
[dred scott & tragedy]
i gots to be the prodigy, you know i be vocalizing
earlying in the morning while you’re yawning
here comes the pain, let it rain like thunder
cause i be the true overlord of the under
breaking chumps like old tupperware
stepping up smooth dred with my savoir fare
imperial funklord, cause i be the freaker
so funky you think i farted down your speaker
like a dozen rotten eggs, kid, i’m taking no shorts
not even for my skinny legs
the renegade with the ill vernacular, i bring the drama
i get loose just like the lips on madonna
my flow is all around, and yours is like a
bucket over there that broke down
i would have given you a ride if you had let me know
that you had to hitchhike
just like i’m going to p-ss you the mic right now
awww, b-tch, sike
chorus
[dred scott]
with the beat kicking back, yo i like that snare
on the microphone cause my style is rare
and the rest of the world ain’t heard that sh-t before
i’m on the microphone, i slam just like a door
boom! and it shuts while i kick the dust
i’m on the microphone flowing and i can’t… (fades out)
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