[VERSE 1: MC Toney B]

My rhyme grows stronger, it gets longer

With the crowd my job is to inform ya

As the beat goes my rhymes in time flow

Now you know I'm good to go, so

I must continue, don't insinue

That the party's through, cause I begin to

Put in overtime with a rhyme of mine

That goes through my mind at that time

Never written down, never put in sound

But it still sounds - down

Deeper the ride goes the waves'll spray ashore

Then like a sea shell - I score

The sounds from underground

Bound to be around

Years ago I sunk - thought he has drowned

To reappear from the pier, it ain't clear

But the closer it gets your ears start to hear

Lyrics are poetry, ??????

The shadow I cast will pass with authority

Quiz the majority, who would they rather see

(MC Toney B) me

How can we go on, how can we get strong?

The question stays for days, then I go on

And show you how it's done, one on one, my son

There's no other way - cause it's funky



[VERSE 2: MC Toney B]

Now the pace is straight, I won't wait

Give you a chance to dance, recouperate

From the first blow that I throw slow

When the bass goes, deep as logo

So you know-know, there's a show, so

You must go-go, cause I'm on solo

Whoever thought the rhyme was weak was totally wrong

Throughout the song I get 

Lyrically packed and strapped, kill the tracks that co-exist 

With the soloist to put it on wax

At check-out time and now records are mine

You find in the hands of fans who need more jams

Rhythm can only give em what you give em

But lyrics intense with meaning - hit em

Heartburn reflex, stretchin the intellect

The mind is a serious tool - bet

Funky when it gets goin, words flowin

Smooth as a melody, and I'm showin

It doesn't take much, a rhythm and few cuts

And there you have a song - but

In order to make it hit, rhymes click

Together like Lego sticks, you fix

Beats and background, now your sound sounds

Good enough to call it legit

Cause it's funky



[VERSE 3: MC Toney B]

What does it take for rappers that have to

Use a rhymin mind to capture

The crowd's attention, dissension mentioned

This leads to chaos, mayhem and tension

Cause rap's an art, dissect it, take it apart

And you will find in time genuine thought

Rather than take more I absorb yours

And wring em out one by one - done

Finished with amateurs, the rhyme's my stamina

That prolongs my song, yet I manage to

Treasure the threshold and use my stronghold

While you succumb to the drum and the rhyme flow

Fixin whatever's broken, words spoken

In a rhythmic tone that focus

On reality, my mentality

Keeps the amount and count of the casualties

It's not a tragedy when I move emphatically

Actually, it's just funky



So finally I've appealed to your ear

It took a while for my style, but it's here

For those who waited, debated and spectated

Toney B has arrived, so be elated

Sure there's more to come, rhythm tracks and drums

Paragraphs of rhymes never heard from

Anyone else who attempts to get with it

You might as well forget it

Cause it's funky