Masters of Funk Here Comes Trouble Lyrics

Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.
Uh, move out of my way!
Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.
Uh, best move out of my way!
Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.
Best, what, move out of my way!
Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.

A fact is a fact. My style's too real.
I've got the rhythm that you can all feel.
Any and all challenges that come my way,
Gets my full attention, and then it gets played.
The best knowledge in these degrees,
Is not to stand so close to me.
And any coward who wishes to open up,
Will be brought to justice by Mr. Rough.
'cause to mile, versatile.
Attack mad crowds with a pit bull style.
So the best advise ain't this at all.
Is back it up and hear your name called.
Suckers, punks, busters, even back stabbers.
Salt casters, pubic areas, even smell grabbers.
Play that wannabe that will never be.
And stupid golddiggers don't look at me because

Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.
Uh, move out of my way!
Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.
Uh, best move out of my way!
Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.
Uh, move out of my way!
Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.

The quest for power is down a dark road.
Depends on how far you're willing to go.
The crew Notorious holds the ultimate effect.
Cashing in the payroll but holding no checks.
Born and breaded to be a stick-up kid.
Just to say what one man had to give
To undergo this power that now exists,
By transmitting it to all world challenges.
In this courtroom there's no defense
For visitors that have no common sense.
As long as the call is for me to hit,
I know no one can ever call me on it.
Just one of those affecting the world,
No matter the conduct or the judgement you heard.
My operation fatal to all those foes,
With giant grills and nowhere to go.

Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.
Uh, move out of my way!
Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.
I said boy move out of my way!
Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.
Didn't I say move out of my way!?
Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.

Watch out!
World wide!
Move out!
What I tell you?

A rough performer who can't be faded,
Giving out twice as much as how he made it.
And when I throw a jam it's always packed,
The people know my style is phat!
So open your skull for the perfect link,
Diffuse all others before they think.
So watch out competition here comes trouble.
Cross the "T" black...a talented mother.

Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.
Uh, move out of my way!
Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.
I said you better move out of my way!
Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.
You better, what, move out of my way!
Watch out world! Why?
Here comes trouble.
What'd I tell ya move out of my way!