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Craig Mack
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Project: Funk Da World
Lyricist:Hamilton Bohannon, Craig Mack
From nowhere, from nowhere, from nowhere, from nowhere From nowhere, from nowhere, from nowhere
Okay everybody listen up okay? Craig Mack's in the building alright? He's on the premises, I need you three on the roof You coordinate the left wing
He must not get into the terminal to access The 'Funk Da World' secrets, I repeat, he must get into the terminal I want him stopped I don't care what it takes alright? Move out, now, c'mon let's go, let's go, let's go
Yo Mack, there's somebody on the roof man Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Yeah, I know man, just another second man C'mon man, we gotta do this shit I know, I'm gettin' the door open man
Come right now, come right now, come right now I swear, come right now Two more seconds, two more seconds Look, look, look, look, look
Uhh, yeah, son, shit, the 4-5 man, I ain't got the damn I ain't got the fuckin' modulation, yeah' you got it Control pads man, you got that Alright look, I need the voice modulation
[Incomprehensible]do me a favor man, set the detonators man Let's get the fuck up outta here, yeah yeah, I got that, I got that, denied I set it up so that if anybody gets up in here the whole shit blows Denied, 4-5-7-6-0-2 look, bang
Access granted, computer, how ya doin' boy? This is the Mack in fullavicious funk flav boy, how we goin'? Initiate code sequence for 'Project: Funk Da World' Dash 0-4-7, 6-9, zero-10, comin' out, ninety-four, boom
Hah boy, kickin' it Mack, boy Nobody's rappin' like me and that's clear I got this mad style, beats from next year The style, I bring is shittin'
Get used to the format 'cause old one's be quittin' Buckle in for the funk, funk, funk And let the king of swingers drive Benz out the trunk I'm the magnificent, roaster, who's the man?
Run down and low to the promised land No compromise on my rise Strappin' in mad biddly beats, nothin' capsized So go on, wait 'til fuckin' break of dawn
The new grip is here, Jig will tell you it's on Mack's back, full effect But this is my freestyle, so yo wait a sec Don't try to push or your fronts might feel it
And if you got size then I gots to reveal Out comes the chrome and the shiny With the [Incomprehensible], that thing's for your heiny So meet the genuine, keep it on the hush hush
That slow flow ain't the only way I crush I break it down to stone like Medusa You lose ta what you ain't used ta All aboard express train for pain
Bigger than membranes that leave you in stains Now, hang on 'cause my freestyle's a winner The verse slayer, so say a prayer like your dinner MC's all know that I'm a menace
And I won't finish until you finish I come from a life of a corner Waitin' for my house fat pool plus a sauna Craig Mack's the man 'cause I got it
And ain't a motherfuckin' soul [Incomprehensible] 'Cause I'ma boom bash, crash, smash Your whole program your program ain't worth a damn The unquestionable, impressionable messiah
Like that John Sparks say, the world is on fire So take your time 'cause your turn's gettin' closer The new world's now hell And Craig Mack's the host, ghost
And now, 'Project: Funk Da World' boy Hah, Mack-a-docious, presents
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