Funkmaster Flex

Funkmaster Flex - No Joke/Follow Me lyrics

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(feat. Buckshot Da B.D.I. Emcee/Boot Camp Clik)



[No Joke is a cover version of "I Ain't No Joke" by Rakim a fuller length version appears on promotional 12"]

[No Joke:]



[Buckshot]

I ain't no joke, plus I got the bright smoke

Try to, cut my throat and I'ma go for broke

First of all I'm lettin motherf...ers know the deal

that if you steal from Buck, you bound to kneel

Now you can call it a loop, and you can get the clearance

but, to me it's interference when I move so what?

If you interfere you get ended here and get ate up

Couldn't hold your weight up, as I

take hold of your spirit mind body and soul

Buckshot keeps the crowd controlled

So when I look in the crowd, and watch how people wonder, "Damn"

The way I flip my lyrics they don't understand

I'm just an addict addicted to microphones

Maybe it's a habit, uhh, I gotta grab it

Even if it's broken I'ma fix that *shit*

Put it together, get in your face and kick that *shit*

Cause you ain't never, heard another MC like B.D.B.

Emcee, rockin double-D and we

get busy, I'ma strip that throat

Peep it loc, breath control, I ain't no joke



[Funkmaster Flex]

Yaknahmean?  Big shot to my man Buckshot

Big shot to Dru Ha, the whole Boot Camp Clik

Big shot to Duck Down, knahmean?!!

Funkmaster Flex,  volume two, sixty minutes y'all... fla-vor



I got a question - who remember the Panthers?

Who can get the average man to

think with a military mind prepare get ready

you bomb first, no time to rehease the verse

Obey your thirst, but this ain't Sprite

Just take a sip of the liquid lyrics, I give all night

Blinded by the daylight sight

Follow my lead, cause I'ma lead you right

You heard, I was waitin on the sidelines

Waitin for the guidelines to attack so I can pay you back

Word, you ain't never heard a better superb

MC better than Buck, huh, break a leg good luck

if you think you gettin past the blast ask the question

How you think Buck last, in the game?

So long, cause I was strong from the beginnin of time

When I wrote my first rhyme I was like damn

B.D. let the pen smoke

Cause I knew bitin it could make you choke

Buck ain't no joke



[Boot Camp Clik:][Follow Me*:]



Just when you thought it was safe

I came back with the double D clan

waitin for da man Buckshot, 

Da BDI...general, if I was you I wouldnt try

so many tried so I seen the petty pass by

listen as I take you on a mission with precision

like a brown cent went on a hunt

worldwide searchin for the true ingredients 

to make the pi ?? 6

shorty wanna hound me for a flick

but I got my chips, you gettin visions of my lips

dicks swang, it dont mean a thang 

cuz when I was down, you was on the other side of town

getting done by Starang, when he was in range

now its gettin cold, so you actin kinda strange

puttin my time to you broke bitches

dont do shit but stress me out, now Im back in my riches

to get my blue print down to my very last dot

every move every motivation that I need

aint no hesitation when it comes to rockin when we speak

just follow my lead on this jou-rney



You never heard another MC like me

follow my lead on the jour-ney

you never heard another MC like me



Follow my lead on the journey

you never heard another Mc like me

so poetically on point its ridiculous

hittin every key bassline when Im rippin this

dont act like this aint the shit right now

you know my hits make you wanna dance

but you still sittin down

dumb fucks have a seat and keep your tongue in your throat

and dont bother to quote one note

or in the mirror you kickin the verse to mine

cuz in the freestyle, you'll be the last to rhyme

this aint the battle between the two best no more

survival of the fittest...this shit is war

if you got your eyes open, you can see the light

if you need a guide, follow wit pride...right



[Chorus]



So many people took my lyrics and hooks

if I wrote a book about you crook niggas gettin shook

in a hot second, Im a get the hot-steppin

on first, when Im on my verse, niggas need a nurse

witout the kill patient, aint no hesitation 

bring your weapon like your military mind 

and steppin on E, times over for you Mc's

all hail to G-O-D's, G-O-D's....



[Chorus]
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