b.funk – check yo mind lyrics
verse 1 [b.c. of b.funk]
one time for my band b.funk
check ya mind boy let the beat bump
who you know, come out every show
improving the flow, anytime we want?
it’s that time of the month
that period where i flow in a bunch
serious, i’m all about the bizz
and we chase more green than you could roll in a blunt
go
hit the web for the proof!
got blogs saying we the illest rap group!
but, i’m never losing my cool
inspired by the legendary roots
so when i step in the booth
everybody throw on they fireman suits
everybody know we the bomb man, boom!
keep it so hot like i’m on cancun!
you could out jam who?
b.funk, baby, got it locked man, move!
don’t believe me? ask e.p.m.d
if you don’t trust that, you could ask my man cube!
you a got d-mn fool!
go kick rocks in ya socks till ya bruise!
ask the bartender for some rocks and some booze
cuz homie you drunk, and we not gone lose!
nope, it’s just us, till the end!
just us empire, tell a friend
that’s our sponsor’s
at our concerts, make it bonkers
better hope that ya on first!
if not then ya going down
young joc, man, it’s going down!
on top, never going down!
get knocked in the first round
1, and 2, and 3, and 4 count!
all the way up to 10 though
ol’school like nintendo
new dudes that is in yo, face!
and i spit it so smooth
keep it cool like a menthol
chorus (4x)
check ya mind boy
we are
going, going, going…
gone!
verse 2 [b.c. of b.funk]
b.funk in the house
that’s right!
special shout outs to the frat life
i was at phi sig, sig pi, tau delt, and omega phi (psi)
last night!
they were all getting right, right!
had to show them how to fly kites
now i’m getting high fives when i drive by
call me bill nye leavin minds in sci-fi
kinda guy to try to sky dive
with ya girl to get a little “mile high”
i, got a flow running in me
either that or it must be the jim beam
machine that’ll never stop vending!
topic that’ll never stop trending!
nope
and i don’t mean twitter
hold ya head up hater, don’t be bitter!
this for my day ones, get up!
gp, get up!
c.c. get up!
raise one for my straight j hittas
two times if ya hit straight swishas
go off like a great dane bit ya
finna win it all like a late game pitcher
mr. mo rivera
no comparing
so apparent
there is
nothing in the world that can hold me bro!
make ya move around like a rodeo!
hit em with the okie doke
hope ya know
never overthrow king cole!
not with a band like this!
hop in the van to a land with a plan
i just
hit them with some exercise
open up ya brain and check yo mind!
chorus (4x)
check ya mind boy
we are
going, going, going…
gone!
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