Verse 1 Redman (Reggie Noble) talking to himself:

Yo yo yo check this out

Yo yo we gon go back to the old school right now

Yo yo Red

Yo what's up G?

Yo yo yo check this out

I believe there's no nigga out there as funky as you

True

So what we're gonna do is we're gonna go back to the old P

Funkadelic

Get the fuck outta here word?

Remember that old cut you did?

Yeah yeah

That ol' P funk cut?

Yeah, make my funk the P funk

Yeah, yeah, that's it

Well, what we gonna do is we gonna reminisce on that ol' shit

Word?

We gon go right back to the old school, but before we do

I wanna know is my niggaz in the house?

Hell yeah!

I said is my motherfuckin niggaz in the house?

Hell yeah!

So everybody just light your spliffs up

Yeah

Get your skunk weed and light that shit up

And let the funk be your guiding light

You heard it comin from the lungs of the funkadelic brother himself

More funk than a bag of skunk

Twice the funk that James Brown's socks

Hit me

Hittin you straight across your notch

Wit a tune

Yo, Redman, drop it

Chorus:

Make my funk, the P funk

I wants to get funked up

Verse 1:

Make my funk the P funk, we thump

Lyrics that bounce the brain, make emcees jump

Sky high

Can't touch the level so why try?

Fall Guy compare me status to fly guy

Rough and rugged, and brother it takes ten to conquer

That's why I'm on probation

Ever since three, I cut throats of emcees

Mediocre lyricist who burnt with degrees

Of two-ten

Not from an oven,