Funkmaster Flex

Funkmaster Flex - Freestyle - Mobb Deep songtekst

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Prodigy:

The illustrious, ashes to ashes and dust to dust

If you fuck with us, it' a must we bustin

If you stand with us, nine times out of ten son

He might get bucked



Is we marked for death? maybe marked for life

Cut by the gem star, razor tight, try to avoid that

Get this money up, live right, then it's put right

Anybody standin in the Mobb way, the hard way

To get his ? feet and the extra ? never lose sleep

Never roll less than two deep

Cause we mobb deep roll silent on this hard street

Talk the ? only eat dog meat we was stompin on 

Have your mind baffled like an unknown phenomenon

Chop shit up like it's time for some ?



Havoc:

And all you bitches that you hittin' we done ran through that

Plus ? that's why the king's stand will crack



Big Noyd:

I die from the causes

Dive in these streets of New York kid

I'm dyin to find who the informer is

You know the fam strictly biz

So what the deal is dude

Think you got a little confused

Comin out of QB not DC

Any problemo then see me

Bring it to the T-O-P

Rapper Noyd baby comin at ya 

Holdin it down gettin around

Constantly comin at ya 

Right back at ya with thug shit

Sit back relax you'll love this

Slim Jim, brown skin and rugged

Timb's unfastened pants saggin fuck it 

We can do it however you want it

Even E&J or either blunted

Catch me sober

Peel a heat out of the holster and mini rover

It's the new Noyd order

I slaughter with Havoc and P

Funk Flex Final Chapter Volume 3 nigga



(Funkmaste Flex shout outs)



Prodigy: 

Meditate to this

Celbrate my shit

Here's a toast to the most loved rap cage niggas

Entertain the thought

Of the grain being crossed

And the pain is brought, cuz in vain you talked

This be the rapture they spoke of in Revelations

Reveal the truth to the nations, it's only basic

Public relations so real you could taste it

Bitter to the mouth of those that hate this shit



Calico: 

Face off, Jake's tryin to slap me in bracelets

My rap papers is so major

Base a wager that Timax won't pull out first

Calico's verse fire, can I disperse

Max like ? sax and A-blac ?

Dun burn that, put it all in they ear don't hold back

In the Ac with the rest of my type, only my kind

Niggaz that'll take you to war, you outta line



Prodigy:

You crossed the fine space between love and hatred

Entertwined with the rest of my elite clique

Countermoves get plenty steps ahead of you

Men'll do all type of shit just to prove

They militant but get knocked the fuck out the box quick

They must have forgot how the mobb drop jewels and take spots

Y'all dudes don't deserve to eat

Mic check nigga, drop it like it's hot and bleed
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