Freak the Funk - Stezo

Once upon a time I had a trade

Thinkin' of a master plan to get paid

I got a paper and pencil

Thinkin' of rhymes, like mental

I went on and on it wouldn’t stop

Then I got the hang of it, it was hip-hop

I started rollin' and flowin' with the tempo

Sat and I thought, yo it’s all simple

I just wrote and wrote and wrote a portion

Put it on track, yo it was scorchin'

Put the funk and made the beat standout

All I heard from the crowds was shout

Goin' wild from left to right

I knew I had this party rockin' all night

Heard a brother scream out yo it’s junk!

Man, you’re crazy, cause I freak the funk

Yeaaah!

Yeaaah!

Kosher, let the rhyme just sway through

Listen to what I’m 'bout to say to you

I make rappers, wanna give up

And sit back while they watch me live it up

God bless, yes I’m creative

Born in Brooklyn so you know I’m a native

Takin' MCs to the border

Hit the finish line and give orders

Funk, something you can make up

And if not, please don’t you flake up

I’m real, not the one flakin'

Just because I’m light-skinned you think I can be taken?

No way Jose, let me speak

With the exquisite style that is unique

Don’t play me like a punk

I’m not a sucker, 'cause I freak the funk

Yeaaah!

Yeaaah!

I told ya, but you never did listen

Now I got the chance to start dissin'

Instead of dissin' I’ma go through it

Check it out, as I start to do it

I’m the man, with the plan, to make you stand

Get up and clap your hands

Prove to you what I can do 'cause we’re the crew

So won’t you just shoo

Don’t you play 'cause I’ma stay, stand in my way

That’s the price you pay

Slammin' like for the dunk

'Cause I freak the funk

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