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Funky Child Lyrics By Lords Of The Underground

    mr funkee
    the year is 97
    now comes the first of the children of lotug
    lords of the underground witness the birth of the funky child
    doitall hit ’em

    born with the fuckers from the womb of brenda
    she now likes the lords but she used to dig the spinners
    first with the style from the birth canal
    and now i got the flav to make the crowd go wild
    so dig it wahh ooh watch me dig it
    i’m taking no shorts unless it’s coming from a midget
    i tax the peace more than chicken packs grease
    i’m nearly knockin’ boots but if not i’ll knock teeth
    wahh ga ga ooh cries the baby
    smacked on the ass now the doitall’s crazy
    no rattles or playpens or crowds when i’m rappin’
    and yes i do reruns as if this was what’s happening
    now january 4 has birthed the funk one
    the bday for dupree and yes i’m funky
    i got you bobbin’ to the funky style
    kdef let ’em know here comes the funky child

    yeah laughs born in the underground of newark
    now witness the birth of mr funkee

    mr funkee
    the fifth of the terror it’s the return of funky kreuger
    ak anger we told ’em mr funkee wallbanger
    conceived in the fire by a war through disasters
    the funky child was taught to the ways of the masters
    mr funkee yes girl the black mack is back
    here to kick my funky style funky this and funky that
    you can work day and night you could practice all your life
    but i still take the show and then i go home with the wife
    oh my god funky with the style lord have mercy
    i hurdle over rappers just like jackie joynerkersee
    watch me flip the script let me show you what the funk do
    make you call me uncle what uncle what uncle who
    when i was young i used to sing with my sister
    now i kick the ill styles you have to call me mister
    cooling in the house of hits time to buckwild
    raised in the ways of the funky child

    4 doitall
    back up baby here comes the stroller
    we’re hit when we dry crawl and hit rock ‘n’ rolla
    i’m caught in the swinging hypnotized by the pendulum
    distributed by elektra so this is how i’m killing them
    k is on the mp jazz is on the technic
    marley’s on the mix and now the lords have a hit like pow
    now it’s time to get buckwild
    and watch my funky brothers freak the underground
    in a second or minute in no times flat

    bring it back
    and go grab the album to bring the lords money
    take it home to mom to say ain’t they funky

    5 mr funkee
    we gone psycho and everbody thought we was das
    it didnt affect me i said so what i kept on writing rhymes
    i keep my funky style perfected so no one can stop my flow
    i fear no man cause if it’s on fool then it’s on
    and it’s on
    don’t worry not for other crews selling out
    as long as lords of the underground stay underground
    the brothers of lotug will keep the lyrical fitness
    don’t worry about me selling out mind your business
    you might say damn mr funkee’s going out
    but if you listen to the words then you’ll know what i’m about
    any props you receive are the props that you earn
    i’m off ’til the funky child returns

    Artist: Lords Of The Underground

    Year: 1993

    Decade: 90s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 318