Creases
Funkadelic feat. Del the Funky Homosapien
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Uh, lefookie, just like dookie, it stank
Yeah, ain't nothing you can do to me
You pookie, get off the rock, bruh
When I rock, I blow your top off like a chopper
And you gotta sit back and listen to every word
While I kick the shit for all you herbs and nerds
I'ma bring the herbs and spices
And now I'm rollin' the dice, kid, ah
Looks like dinner
It's a winner, you gettin' thinner
I can see your ribcage
Engaged, you been afraid
That's piss, not lemonade
When I play, I get paid for it
Your lackadaisical daydream is your late boardin'
You missed the bus
You wanna sit and huff and puff
All because you couldn't trust the funk
Fisticuffs, no, that's not what you want
You wanna be rich beyond your wildest dreams
But you so lazy, you can't even file a sheet
Of notebook paper, you won't get nothin'
You need to see things beyond the weak games
You can't compete, what you speak never meet your brain
Don't speak, just listen, I could teach you things
What's the secret? Where's the map to the Easter eggs?
He said, she said, whoever said
Small talk, fall on your ass, it's not God's fault
It's much harder
When you start it, it gets easier
Apply pressure, put the creases in
Just like a pair of slacks
You better watch out for the werewolves, Jack
Be careful, prepare your act
Never let 'em catch you slippin'
Hesitate? You must be trippin'
Medication, heavy symptoms
I got the prescription, the funk inhaler
I dunk on haters 'cause I got combustible flavor
You touchin' the razor with your bare hands
With your lofty plans, prepare to land
You care to dance with the devil in the pale moonlight?
And can't even hold a fork or spoon right
That's right, morning, noon, and night
I get my groove right, you balloon height
You stupid lightweight, now you wanna food fight?
Don't let that Egg McMuffin get your head busted
I talk shit about niggas 'cause they don't know
Why they goin' out? Now they can't say I ain't told 'em so
With your astronaut expectations
You just an extra waitin' for your five minutes
But I'll never buy a ticket 'cause you a jive nigga
Mind midget, swear I'm livin' life's some kind of Big Wheel
No, it's not that, haters eat kids' meals
Try to supersize it, buyin' all this stupid nonsense
Tryna keep up with the Joneses, you just look accomplished
Stop coveting and actin' like you above them things
You don't know a fuckin' thing
Yeah, diesel
And hey, hey, man, Skeletor gon' come get you, man
He gon' come whoop your butt
Skeletor said, "You, Trap Jaw, and you, Many Faces
Get your butt back inside
Get back in the castle
Trap Jaw
Trap Jaw, get out that trap"