LOTUG  uhh  yeah
 Yeah  uh  uh
 From the Q to New Jeru  yeah
 Uhh.. hip hop
 Kid Called Roots
 Who am I?

 [Mr. Funke]
 I am a Lord and see  yeah you know me
 Brown ass nigga zig zags from Jersey
 When yo' system knocks  better be Lords on the box
 Watch ya spot  we Set It like Vivica Fox
 You know I be ridin in eighty fitty I wit Sha
 while we umm * inhales * on lye
 And when it's trouble, we push the Black Lex bubble
 Me and Cappo, push the whip REAL SLOW
 Tinted windows, so nobody know
 Lord of Undo', translates to below
 Feel the flow, cause we blow like so
 Eatin NoDoz, quick to kick like bolo
 You know, the way we go, you betta follow
 Six-double-oh travel roads that's narrow
 Watch your body, feel it twist like karate
 Take dat, feel dat, it's enough for everybody

 [DoItAll]
 Check it - a hum dullah don't deserve to be a star
 DoItAll, Lord Jazz, Funk Man, yo who we are - Lords
 Immacular, push the black Lex car
 Hang you off the balcony -- now my office hours are..
 The rap game is full of wannabees who ain't nice
 I get up in it, cook niggaz in a minute like rice
 Rock a lot of ice! Keep the girls lookin at me funny
 Tryin to get pregnant, tryin to get some money
 But you must be crazy if you think we havin that
 I've got lawyers that could prove that the Earth's still flat
 Fools wanna stress me, but I can raise the mackin out
 Got the Lex off the lot, make the owner back it out
 What, L (L), O (O), T-U-G (G)
 Livin like kings, gotta push the big Jeep
 Take trips to Hong Kong, backstage at a show
 with some Chinese broad named -- Sum Dum Hoe -- what?

 Chorus: repeat 2X

 Take dat, yeah nigga take dat
 Feel dat.. "Take that take that take that" -> Puff Daddy

 [Mr. Funke]
 What the deal is? You see my jewels be the chillest
 I be the illest, me and Lords, back with real shit
 Hip shit, Hop shit, freak any topic
 Knock it? Stop it, niggaz didn't lock this
 It's Resurrection Dun-Dun, frequently let one
 BLAOW from the big gun, make the whole crowd run
 Ask Sun, come on down and hit me one
 Break me off one, come and get some

 [DoItAll]
 Who wan' come test, take it to your chest
 Put a bullet in your Bubblegoose like Wyclef
 Funk Man got these rap cats jealous of me
 Like Joe Frazier jealous of Muhammad Ali
 But can't nobody touch this, far as I can see
 If you don't want beef, you gotta give it to me
 The Jim Carrey of this rap shit, makin niggaz laugh
 at you dirty MC's, need to go and take a bath, uhh

 [Mr. Funke]
 Take a seat'n, ain't no competin
 Me and Lord Jizzy, Funk Man ain't retreatin
 Disbelievin, might end all your breathin
 Catch me on the weekend, black Jeep creepin
 Thug niggaz love niggaz, who bust niggaz
 So bust this niggaz, pass the lime liquor
 I'm quicker, than your average umm type niggaz
 Take dat, take dis, this for you niggaz!

 [DoItAll]
 Take dat, Put It In Your Mouth like Akinyele
 The style that I kick make all MC's jeally
 The bone-crusher, rock the microphone from here to Russia
 Leave dents instead of fingerprints when I touch ya
 Efficiently declared illegal by the government
 Kidnap your mother make you wonder where your brother went
 My crew, retaliate like Benny Blanco
 Make my getaway, in a stolen White Bronco

 Chorus 2X