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