Funkmaster Flex Freestyle Lyrics - Yg

Live up in this piece 

I'ma set off like this, check me out 

Now who's these crazy niggaz, drinkin 

Crazy, pussy, out of crazy straw 

Thinkin they crazy hardcore, crazy metaphor 

Matter of fact I think them niggaz is gay 

Always having a party with no DJ 

When I rap competition be like "What Squad be on it like that?" 

Man, pssct, fuck that 

We stay with the lethal dosage 

Click on the mic MC's run like roaches 

Now they got me up in England my jewels be dangling 

While my single be singling 

I come with the hardcore 

Redman please come off the wall with some more 

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Yes y'all I come down with the ruckus 

Don't y'all know I be the nigga jammin y'all like Smuckers 

Freeze, come consecutively like EPMD LP's 

Robbin y'all for cheese, now yes y'all whaddIdo 

Fuck you and you drink the Olde E brew 

Down with Funkmaster Flex yes who's next 

To get they whole set burnt like Waco, Tex 

Now, I comes down with the sound 

Def Squad represent, yes we extra swift 

We comes with the boogie, fuck all you rookies 

We some tough cookies on the mic dynamite 

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We here to make a dollar out of fifteen cents 

And let our balls hang like we on the toilet takin a shit 

Styles is all that, and a big bag of chips with the dip 

So fuck all that sensuous shit 

I represent intellectual violence 

And leave your click holier than the ten commandments 

Like Redman I shift with the Ruck 

If your if was a spliff we'd be ALL fucked up 

No need to ask who is he so we get busy 

Scuff our Tims on the boulevard of MANY rough cities 

I'll have to Norman Bate ya I love to hate ya 

Cuz youse a freak by nate 

Can't make the face ya brain erasure 

Drink your lyrics down straight with no chaser 

My verbal combat's like a mini-Mac to your back 

As soon as one of you niggaz try to overreact 

The L.O.D. love good confrontation of amp 

Break your motivation murder your camp 

For the jealous, overzealous, we top sellers fellas 

Blow the spot like Branford Marsalis 

Niggaz comin through and acting wild 

Redman smack the smile off that kid 

The Funk Doctor Spock pumps a thousand watts in your vest 

Watch, what level next, I'ma take this ghettoness 

A little something for the wicked and beyond 

Trapper John can't find the sickness in this song 

So I bomb ALL these hyper MC's 

These Def Squad mentalities, leave your ass calm 

Smoke the chalm I got alms like Vietnam 

I bought a bag of herb from Ricardo Montalban 

To fulfill all these fantasies on the island 

To come back home wildin with chrome cash and diamonds 

In fact I keep you half-stashed in the seat 

Plus you boo boo kept shit locked down on the streets 

Peep, how I get funky with techniques 

This bass I rock, this bizness I rock, make crack junkies respect me 

Then commence to beat an instrumental 

With pads and pencils and MC's go incidential 

Motherfucker keep the fuckin beat on deck! 

While we wreck his whole fuckin set!