Funkmaster Flex Presents The Mix Tape Volume 1: 60 Minutes Of Funk
Funkmaster Flex lyrics
Funkmaster Flex lyrics
"Freestyle-Erick Sermon Lyrics"
If You Fall Lyrics
I saw you lookin' at that girl like that I saw her too boy I know right where you're at But you better be careful 'Cause she ain't the kind you're gonna forget How much you wanna bet Chorus: If you fall in love Nothin's gonna be the same You walk around callin' out her name Throw your h
I saw you lookin' at that girl like that I saw her too boy I know right where you're at But you better be careful 'Cause she ain't the kind you're gonna forget How much you wanna bet Chorus: If you fall in love Nothin's gonna be the same You walk around callin' out her name Throw your h
Oooooh!Ah ah!Word is bond
Erick Sermon and Funkmaster Flex, ummmm
This style come next, ummmm
Ooh!My style's miraculous
Known like crack or angel dust up on the corner
I'm dirty like pneumonia
Stylistic, Erick makes the world go round
I'm devious mischievious, and if y'all believe in this
then cool, alrighty then
Let's begin with this masquerade without George Benson's rendition
Huh, don't forget boy I'm still Hittin Switches
Hittin nubianses with rags or re-iches
Whatever's clever, I still be the Funklord
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Let the Horns Blow Lyrics
f/ Dove (De La Soul), Dres, Phife, Fashion (Beatnuts) [Dres] Yo! One for your mother, two for your pops Three's for the niggas that's trying to kill the cops So whether the Black Sheep are here, with the corner for the car D-R-E-S so yes I guess it back and watch th
Double, from EPMD from NYCf/ Dove (De La Soul), Dres, Phife, Fashion (Beatnuts) [Dres] Yo! One for your mother, two for your pops Three's for the niggas that's trying to kill the cops So whether the Black Sheep are here, with the corner for the car D-R-E-S so yes I guess it back and watch th
My style starts more fights than hockey
I Wayne Gretzky, on any MC
Double or Nothing, raise your bets
If you got it empty your pockets
Shit take the gold off your watches
Huh, I'm confidence
I will Trailblaze you and your crew to Portland
First class wearin WalkMans
Now, who let the bones out the closet
The fans cut you off like if they were Lorena Bobbitt's boy
That's trifling, and was it deserved maybe
That's more evil than Rosemary's baby
Anybody outcast the E I'm doin him
Try my best to
Fat Gold Chain Lyrics
[Erick Onasis] Whoo!Uhh, ah ah, ayahhh, ahh ahh ahh And you don't stop, ahh ahh, word is bond, word is bond Now introducin the sound from the ghetto E Double and Too $hort, what the fuck you thought? I come with the ruckus, It's My Thing when I swing I'm Born to Mack
uin dem and outright screwin em[Erick Onasis] Whoo!Uhh, ah ah, ayahhh, ahh ahh ahh And you don't stop, ahh ahh, word is bond, word is bond Now introducin the sound from the ghetto E Double and Too $hort, what the fuck you thought? I come with the ruckus, It's My Thing when I swing I'm Born to Mack
From Boyz II Men, turn men to boys
From child to kids for whatever dey did
You dig?You crossed the wrong bridge and it's over
It's rigged, with all types of deadly explosives
Watch out, I'm Serious like Jermaine Jackson
I call Red when it's Time 4 Sum Aksion
I'm coming through with the ultimate
Ultra-style-Magnetic, funkdafied shit from me Erick
Who said the E can't rock?That's bullshit
Suck my dick and get a big fat lick of my balls
You wanna brawl?Punk I thought not
You might get beat down, stomped like Sasquatch
She drives down on Sunset With the windows down Just so she can let it in She knows he's far-gone now But there still are pieces Pieces there still left of him He uses love like a bullet from a gun She's careful like a surgeon Everywhere he goes they all know to run But she can't help
Your girl, like Keith Sweat, "I wanna..."
Fuck her, psych I already stuck her
Huh, I got rhymes to make your whole head swell up
Here's an icepack homeboy shut the hell up
Huh, Erick Sermon comes through
I can't be stopped, I'm like a runaway train
No Half-Steppin like if I was Kane
I come through the crowd Rugged-Sluggish, to the Bone
I grab the microphone niggaz know me, whassup homey
Who wanna go through me
I fuck around and blow him and repeats what they done
I gets dumb, one two one
Did your shit is done, one two