Grand Puba - Funky Song lyrics

[Intro: various samples] 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 [samples] I don't know the reason For which that I've become fanatic For some ba** 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 ba** ("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 [samples] 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 [samples] When you're talkin to my deejay, a talk a crossfader His organized Technics'll leave a flavor later Cause just like a ba**head 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 [samples]