Funkmaster Flex (Funkmaster Flex, Funkmaster Flex)

Oh, we gotta put the fuckin′ camera on that joint

Let it spin around, see the room (bring the motherfuckin' ruckus)We should literally (bring the motherfuckin′ ruckus)

Put that shit right here and just let it spin

(Bring the mother, bring the motherfuckin' ruckus)

Around the room, you know what I mean?

But, anyway (bring the motherfuckin' ruckus), yo

I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk

I′m that motherfucker Tarantino, dawn ′til dusk

Hit the homie Mac DeMarco like

"What up, my man? I need some raw shit"

And he recommended the Tascam

I'm talkin′ hip-hop shit straight to tape

He did the Salad Days demos on it and it sounded great

Any real musician listenin' can relate

I feel like the RZA recording in ′88

Prince Rakeem, I fuckin' blow like Hiroshim′

I'm on the scene, never flippin' scripts like a pharmacist

I am quite the opposite, talk shit, get hit quick

Give a fuck what you talkin′ ′bout, y'all can suck my dick

This that DOOM shit

J. Dilla, Madlib, MadGic comin′ soon, shit

I get the pussy wetter than a monsoon hit, y'all

Ayo, ayo, y′all play games, MoCap, I don't cap

I do this for the love of hip-hop, I don′t rap

Open up your chest like EMS light

Who the best? Don't give a fuck, but don't test my mic

It′s Logic

Bring the motherfuckin′ ruckus

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus (haha, hey, yo, yo)

I rip shit, hardcore like porno flick bitches

Classic like turntables, beatbox and floppy diskettes

A young Tom Cruise is with me and we′re risky business

I delivered more gifts to the game than a thousand Christmases

(Psht-psh) like a yellowjacket teamed with those metal ratchets

Spin your head back like DJ Scratch about to scratch it

Smack the fader, the rapper's sabre swings, decapitates you

Leave your couch stained like Jheri curl activator

Soul Glow, Soul Train, voice blow like Coltrane

Boomerang back to the track, push your hair back

You need more than Rogaine, no pain, no gain

Like Patti LaBelle say, but me and Logic, it′s no thing

Vinyl Days, Vinyl Days, leave your mind astray

Even with application maps, they can't find the way

Back to pure hip-hop tracks, Marley Marl, Biz Markie

BDP, Eric B., Kool G Rap, and Large P, please, ha