Funkmaster Flex Intro:
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Aiight 60 minutes of funk. B-Side flava.
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Big shout to the overseer Shalaam,
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big shout to my man Rasta T.
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Funk Flex from the BX. Aiight!
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Rasta T:
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Infared on top of glocks make the murder docks hot
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Now me and Sire got to set up shop
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Off a 1-9-8 get our shit straight
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Outta state
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Cause in New York we eatin' off of paper plates
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and that don't hold much weight
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So we made a power move for some short keys
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Heard of Cool Ds but baby clean with the cheese
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Now we off to Tennessees
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Where the niggas think we coocoo
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The town drink Yoohoo
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But the money comes in beaucoup amounts
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I can't count all the cream that I seen
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But now this gangsta leads with mad cream in his jeans
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Graduated from stick ups to makin' big money pick ups
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Got dimes that keep my dick up got sons that lift my bricks up
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And transport the weight in about every state
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A nigga buy four give 'em eight
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And get the cheese and lay the date
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Rasta T Costalano
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I'm servin' more customers than McDonalds
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From dope fiends to winos
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But you know the final
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Outcome
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Dad to be shady
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A nigga tried to creep me and sleep me with the 380
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A good thing he grazed me on the side of my neck
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Cause there is this chick I met that I haven't hit yet
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And besides that I'm the Queens hero, Rast T
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Can't be lettin' no chumps get no points off me
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So when I see you kid it's on you can bet your loot
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Or better yet save your cash for your funeral suit
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Freestyle - Rasta T
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Funkmaster Flex |