Feat. DJ Evil E the Great
[Intro: Sampler of James Brown - Sex Machine]
One.. two.. three.. Hit Me!!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Uhh!! Uhh!! Uhh!! Hit Me!!
Hit Me!! Hit Me!! Hit Me!! Hit Me!!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Hit Me!! Uhh!! Uhh!! Uhh!! Hit Me!!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Hit Me!! Uhh!! Uhh!! Uhh!! Hit Me!!
Hit Me!! Hit Me!! Hit Me!! Hit Me!!
MAKE IT FUNKY!!
[Hook: Ice-T]
So the people can get down to the funky sound
Cause my crew don't mess around (MAKE IT FUNKY!!)
So the girls can get busy and dogg the dancefloor
Make the guys get dizzy (MAKE IT FUNKY!!)
Totally deaf as Evil E cuts the records and the beat is dealt (MAKE IT FUNKY!!)
[Verse One: Ice-T]
Stupid fly, it's got to the F-U-N-K-Y
So that you can get loose as I produce sounds hard as the deuce
Manipulate the bass game, give the label a boost
A lyric layer, rhyme sayer, born to be player
Politics were my kick, then I'll be your mayor
Governator, Senator, I'm your mentor
Rap rhythm is erratic, time is your four
I'm the microphone scholar, clocking on dollars
See I'm here to make the place funky while the fly girls holler
Lyrxo, vocalist, rhyme style priceless
Pound of gold around my neck, mic in my fist
The microphone virtuoso, crazy insane, I'm loco
With the speed to exceed, that got the MC's look slow mode
Unleash release words mean as a beast
I eat MC's for lunch and dinner, I can serve for a feast
Their rhymes are elementary, mine deserve a PH.D
This beat is F-U-N-K-y, my name is Ice-T
[Intro: Sampler of James Brown - Sex Machine]
One.. two.. three.. Hit Me!!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Uhh!! Uhh!! Uhh!! Hit Me!!
Hit Me!! Hit Me!! Hit Me!! Hit Me!!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Hit Me!! Uhh!! Uhh!! Uhh!! Hit Me!!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Hit Me!! Uhh!! Uhh!! Uhh!! Hit Me!!
Hit Me!! Hit Me!! Hit Me!! Hit Me!!
MAKE IT FUNKY!!
[Hook: Ice-T]
So the people can get down to the funky sound
Cause my crew don't mess around (MAKE IT FUNKY!!)
So the girls can get busy and dogg the dancefloor
Make the guys get dizzy (MAKE IT FUNKY!!)
Totally deaf as Evil E cuts the records and the beat is dealt (MAKE IT FUNKY!!)
[Verse One: Ice-T]
Stupid fly, it's got to the F-U-N-K-Y
So that you can get loose as I produce sounds hard as the deuce
Manipulate the bass game, give the label a boost
A lyric layer, rhyme sayer, born to be player
Politics were my kick, then I'll be your mayor
Governator, Senator, I'm your mentor
Rap rhythm is erratic, time is your four
I'm the microphone scholar, clocking on dollars
See I'm here to make the place funky while the fly girls holler
Lyrxo, vocalist, rhyme style priceless
Pound of gold around my neck, mic in my fist
The microphone virtuoso, crazy insane, I'm loco
With the speed to exceed, that got the MC's look slow mode
Unleash release words mean as a beast
I eat MC's for lunch and dinner, I can serve for a feast
Their rhymes are elementary, mine deserve a PH.D
This beat is F-U-N-K-y, my name is Ice-T
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