The Funkoars And Now For Something Completely Different... Lyrics

[ Verse 1 (Trials) ]
Hey!, f___ you we crush crews the oar way
I'm, Sicker then using period blood for war paint
Fans rush the stage, Then half these ladies
Got f___ed, Got dressed, And left with b______ babies
These days, I never chase women.
'cause that's like playing rock paper sisscors, Limbless.
No use, And that's an easy mistake.
I treat a rapper like a habbit, Both easy to break.
I say, take one look, Your dealing with a heavy weight
Suffas got a bed, But I gotta b____ in every state.
Strap the latex, I'm the pin p____ between safe s__
And having to take and aids test.
I can say C-dub is holding them back.
The only thing holding them back is being overly whack
Hey!, Messing with the oars of funk
You get get crushed like you gave big pun the top bunk

So shut the f___ up, Funkoars pound the stage untill the floor breaks
So get the f___ out, We drink the rum until it's out the bail
So what the f___s up, To my crew in the front
row, We ain't never gunna fall off
f___ no!, f___ no!, f___ no! f___ no! f___ no! f___ that!

[ Verse 2 (Sesta) ]
I'm comin in 'em and on 'em anoymously,
Get off the top and their leaving with their novelty
Honestly, Go no property
That's a problem for someone dumb enough Watch ya company
f___ing me Don't mean loving me, f___ it!
I don't want no bun in the oven, so face f___ em
Say she love it, But she makes her way to the bucket
chuck it, I'm not the greatest or something
But shes on her f___ing knees like she's praying or something.
Ain't in the door, rushing gatecrashing the poor
Nothing but oars and their mates and they may take it all
Praise the lord, For the drunks and the town drunks
With the town s___, Doing the in and out when they found us
Or see me kicking it drinking with village idiots
Screaming their innocent while spewing up bile into em.
Or getting violent and swinging nine irons
At bystanders and fans at random
I'm the man so

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[ Verse 3 (Honz) ]
Check it out, Now I'mma tell you what the oars about
We About to milk this scene dry and take the
carcass to the slaughter house
s___ you ain't thought about the crew cats talk about
On stage in your city until the mic cords start shorting out
Turn the heat up, Semi x turn the beat up
Flux fresh on the scratch like a car that's just been keyed up
And you need more then luck if your ripping honz
The punchlines I deliver hit harder then whitney was.
Work a s___ty job, 5 days and 50 bob
And after debt collectors I got just enough to get written off
My crew the dirtiest funkoars you heard of us
Second album down, By now you know our purpose is
To take this scene over, Who the f___s going to stop us
When half the cats that enter battles
these days are f___ing softcocks
We get you open like a fresh beer.
So ahead of our time, We the number one crew of next year

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