[Mr. Funke] Huh?
 [DoItAll] Turn your radio up!
 [Mr. Funke] What?!
 [DoItAll] It's us!
 [Mr. Funke] It's US?!
 [DoItAll] Yeah listen to the cut!
 It's our style!
 [Mr. Funke] Our style?
 [DoItAll] Your style
 [Mr. Funke] Stop brother
 [DoItAll] Aiyyo nigga wake up  "let me show you some thin!"
 Listen to the way they flip the metaphors and phrases
 Listen, listen, it's drivin me CRA-ZY
 Cause everytime I do a style and flip it kind of simple
 Brothers say, "That's fat," and do it on the demo
 From a demo to a promo now a hit on the radio
 Next thing you know, they'll be doing our video
 [Mr. Funke] Same one?
 [DoItAll] Same one! Concepts, whole nine
 And crazy similarities to the whole rhyme
 I'm not worried though (why?) I'm flippin hits from the grill
 And in the underground only real stays real, so umm
 check the skills, the skills are kinda ill and yo
 Here Come the Lords, cause we're here to make a kill!

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 [Mr. Funke] Aiyyo, Marley!
 [Marley] Aiyyo whassup knocka?
 [Mr. Funke] Do you hear these suckas tryin to clock the Lord Chief Rocka
 [Marley] Yeah I hear em, they're just a bunch of clones on your bone
 [Mr. Funke] Hold up, I'm tryin to figure out where could they get my style from
 Aiyyo wait a minute, remember the tape you shopped around a while back?
 [Marley] Yo what, wasn't that your boys?
 [Mr. Funke] Now they got our stuff down pat!
 [Marley] Yo man don't sweat it, just show em why they call you Mr. Funke
 Yo Lord Jazz, pass me some of that Brass Brass Monkey

 [Mr. Funke]
 Here Come the Lords, Here Come the Lords, Mr. Funke don't you see me?
 I told you we were comin, you suckas didn't believe me
 The Skipper, my Lords style stick like Jack the Ripper
 I'm hangin other rappers like your girl hangs on my zipper
 Lord Jazz, hit me one time, make it funky
 Stop being stingy knocka, pass that Brass Monkey
 I step, off a stage, everyone knows, who I am
 Grab the mic like Teddy Riley and I _Jam_ (chicka, aawww, Jam)
 Give me the mic and watch me wax that ass *horn sample*
 Keep the camera moving cause I'm kinda fast *horn sample*
 You can trip, you can flip, you could even slip or dip
 but you'll never ever rip, Funke style as good as this
 Because you sound like you're drugged, you might as well be a singer
 Your whimsy couldn't touch me if your name was Sticky Fingaz
 So when I come around, don't try to be down, don't try to be down
 Just dig the sound, cause here comes the Lords of the Underground

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 [DoItAll]
 Well umm, open up the doors and yell, Here Come the Lords
 Yell it loud yell it loud, let me hear it from a crowd
 I packs em, _In the Closet_ like Michael Jackson
 And love to hear the girls go OOH when I'm rockin
 So catch it, no stutter in my flow but I wrecks it
 And caught you on the dillz from my jam called _Check It_
 Check it check it check it check it microphone check it
 Yeah, you went wild, cause your moms digs my records
 So come on, I'm takin you where the sun don't shine
 The underground, but everything is fine
 I rhyme, copacetic, unless it gets hectic
 Your vocal chords'll get CRACKED, you gets no chloraseptic
 So hit em, so chill, chill man chill
 I know who used to be but now who's _Top Bill_
 Well it's me, and yes, I am back by the Funke
 Marley filled the House with Hits so you know The Lords are chunky
 We stink, like pee-eww, funk from my shoe
 But what about this funk, can two brothers like us do
 but get down like James Brown and rock the whole town
 Hah! And now The Lords have broke ground



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 * Lord Jazz cuts n scratches 'Here Come the Lords