chief rocka chief rocka
chief rocka chief rocka
mr funkee
boom shaka laka yo here comes the chief rocka
rock it down so jump up off the tip you’re not my nucca
for sharper type to battle make the people say ooh ahh
think i won’t curse i’ll break down and say puta
hey madrigon sesa me bichafi mi chocha
say what i want because i’m that type of guy
now famalam i’ll be damned slam jams the weak
could it be the skunk weed that makes us oh so funky
now hold it let me choose couldn’t be the booze
no it’s the shoes the shoes it’s gotta be the shoes
’cause girlies they clock they stand around and jock
so i say boom shaka lak grab the microphone then rock
to tell you the truth when on the mic
i’ll say anything that sounds good
like drum pan a drum pan sound over some uuuuh
the cat in the hat and the mouse ran up the stairs
that doesn’t make no sense
c’mon who cares
see even without the gift there’s yours so don’t be tryin’ to knock me
i say what i want to say as long it sounds funky
some mc’s wanted to buy me so they try to take stands
but they don’t understand
i’m the motherfuckin man
i amaze and astound rhythm up and down
smack a group of them around
let them know who wears the crown
who’sthetipofthetop thecreamofthecrop thebestunderthesun
i’m the lord chief rocka number one mr funkee
the lord chief rocka number one chief rocka
the lord chief rocka number one chief rocka
the lord chief rocka number one chief rocka
the lord chief rocka number one chief rocka
the lord chief rocka number one chief rocka
the lord chief rocka number one chief rocka
the lord chief rocka number one chief rocka
the lord chief rocka number one chief rocka
doitall
well umm boom shakalak i got the fragrance the funk
whew and it’s smellin’ up the hiphop
a little bit of this a little bit of that
mixed a little of this and now i gotta rap
i’m the chief rocka so i guess i am in charge
i freak it with a twist so you’ll boom it in your cars
i’m the one with the flow and the grip like gi joe
i snatch i grab and then i grab the dough
see if i was an indian i’d still be the chief
the only other differencei’d smoke weed in a leaf
to the hip the hop to the hibby to the hibbidy
hiphop oh no i don’t wanna go pop
i got too much soul rhythm and blues
rb ya see all that’s cool
but hiphop and rap yeah that’s where my heart’s at
even back when i used to break on a box
backspins for backspin even while i’m rappin’
before i had a record i always kept ’em clappin’
freestylin’ on the block now i chief rock
i always entertain by diggin’ in my crux
my brain so if it’s gonna rain let it rain
i spook you with the hit
make you jump like house of pain
boogaloo boogaloo shake and jump
and remember remember chief rock i won’t front
the lord chief rocka number one chief rocka
the lord chief rocka number one chief rocka
the lord chief rocka number one chief rocka
the lord chief rocka number one chief rocka
doitall mr funkee
dia ay mr funkee
mrf whassup
dia can i get assistance
mrf for what
dia for what yo jazz flex a cut
well back is the backer i’m chillin’ with my nucca
and if ya got beef then you can live with jimmy hoffa like
duo what goes up must come down
dia but not me clown
i cut ’em crack a speaker when i’m pumpin’
so jump in and watch your ears start hummin’
through the block and don’t forget to boom shak shakalak
4 mr funkee
well damn doitall can i rock
i hear a beat i grab the mic and then i start this workin’
the kids around the way used to think that i was buggin’
but they don’t understand how i feel about the funk
i walk with the funk i talk with the funk
i eat with the funk i sleep with the funk
i live for the funk i’ll die for the funk
so now what do they say when i’m walkin’ up the block
boomshakalaka there goes the chief rocka
Artist: Lords Of The Underground
Year: 1993
Decade: 90s
Language: en
Word Count: 444