Yeah, yeah, yeah - what's that? Diddi-diddi bop Funky funky - yeah yeah - diddi-diddi bop How 'bout a big hand now? Wait, wait a minute
Groovy groovy Jazzy funky pounce bounce dance As we dip in the melodic sea The rhythm keeps flowin, it drips to MC Sweet sugar pop, sugar pop rocks it pops ya Dont stop till the sweet beat drops I show and prove as a stick in move Hear the poems recited on top of the groove Smooth, mind, floating like a butterfly Notes start to float, suttle like a lullabye Brace yourself as the beat hits ya Dip trip, flip fantasia
Feel the beat, drop, jazz and hip hop Drippin in the dome and mix is on the lock Funk and fusion, a fly illusion Keeps ya coastin on the river we cruisin Up down round and round, round the found But nevertheless ya gots to get down Finesse the freak, thru the beat so unique Ya move your feet, the sweat from the heat
Back to the fact I'm the mack and I know that The way I kick the rhymes, some would call me a poet Funky flowin goin on with the sweet sound Caught in the groove in Fantasia I'm found Trip the tour upon the rhymes they soar To an infinite height to the realm of the hardcore Here we go off I take ya Dip trip - flip fantasia
Jump to the jam, boogy woogy jam slam Bust the dialect I'm the man in command Come flow with the sounds of the mighty mic masta When I rhyme on the mic I bring a sucka disasta Beaucoup bucks and I still rock Nike With the razzle dazzle star I might be Scribble scrabble on the microphone I babble As I flip the funky words, into a puzzle Yes yes yes, on and on as I flex Get with the flow words manifest Feel the vibe from here to Asia Dip trip - flip fantasiaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
