Follow The Funk - Casual
Why don't you follow it (6X) Follow the funk Coolin just like the man's supposed to You know the most who respect a fool and a post crew I often catch static brothers beef and they tellin me Jealousy let it be cuz I got funk with my melon Now it's time to rhyme and tell a G this fella be Movin steadily ahead of me is a void Emptyness you're less than best you're just wimpiest I decapitate a rapper's fate with my niftiness And I slip the fresh shit under your nose I get the mess hall rockin, all jockin A fly brother, a poet slow it down to enrich my pitch Ask Mike P is it likely we can switch a bitch Affirmative and now I learn to live trifiling When a skin pretends it's the end, who she stifiling She ain't stopping me I leave her She receive a goodbye, and I would try, hit some beaver That's because a dog is only out for a bone After I get it I quit it leave me a-lone Back up off me, we agreed that we won't argue That's what you get for fuckin with, a hard crew A group of trooper buckin shit your luck can get snatched And utilized the crew that tries, dies Eyes are awakened, necks are choked, I take Extra tokes of a slpiff, and if you want it, bring it Why don't you follow the funk (7X) Take along A clever one, to spin men to the surface of Rap plateau, with crap that go, pop I never knew men doing my music Get confused with, used shit, and crews bit But they get the butter spread over bread What it said, is we made the dough, so go ahead Damn! Damn I am, I stop a flow Before I go, why don't you tell me who wit me, no Subliminal, fin to go, low low low And then I send a flow, to the Joe, who don't know Mr. Nope I
Artist: Casual
Title: Follow The Funk