Craig Mack - Project- Funk Da World Lyrics
[Intro]From nowhere.. from nowhere.. from nowhere.. from nowhere..From nowhere.. from nowhere.. from nowhere..{*helicopter circling overhead*Okay everybody listen up okay?Craig Mack's in the building alright?He's on the premises, I need you three on the roofYou coordinate the left wingHe must not get into the terminal to access the "Funk Da World" secretsI repeat, he must get into the terminalI 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!{*helicopter swoops down, then suddenly boots hitting ground*{*torch is fired up and starts cutting through something*Yo Mack!There's somebody on the roof man![Mack] Yeah I know man.Just another second man.C'mon man, we gotta do this shit![Mack] I know, I'm gettin the door open man![Mack] Come right now, come right now, come right now[Mack] I swear, come right now - two more seconds, two more seconds[Mack] Look look look look look{*bolt or something metal hits the ground*{*alarms go off*[Mack] Uhh!Yeah son.[Mack] Shit, the 4-5 man.I ain't got the damn..[Mack] I ain't got the *****in modulation.Yeah you got it.[Mack] Control pads man.You got that.[Mack] Alright look - I need the voice modulation. {*typing*[Mack] Yo (?) do me a favor man, set the detenators man.[Mack] Let's get the ***** up outta here.Yeah yeah, I got that, I got that.[Mack] {*typing* Denied.I set it up so that if ANYBODY gets up in here the whole shit blows.[Mack] {*typing fast* Denied.[Mack] {*typing* 4-5-76-0-2 look BANG!"Access granted."[Craig Mack]Computer! How ya doin bwoy?This is the Mack in fullavicious funk flav bwoy, how we goin?Initiate code sequence for "Project: Funk Da World"{*typing* Dash oh-4-7, 6-9, zero-10Coming out, ninety-four {*typing* boom!Hahh bwoyKickin it Mack, bwoyNobody's rappin like me and that's clearI got this mad style, beats from next yearThe style, I bring, is shittingGet used to the format cause old one's be quittingBuckle in for the funk funk funkAnd let the king of swingers drive Benz out the trunkI'm the magnificent, roaster, who's the man?Run down and low to the promised landNo compromise on my riseStrappin in mad biddly beats, nothin capsizedSo go on, wait 'til *****in break of dawnThe new grip is here, Jig will tell you it's onMack's back, full effectBut this is my freestyle, so yo wait a sec (HAH)Don't try to push or your fronts might feel itAnd if you got size then I gots to revealOut comes the chrome and the shinyWith the (?), that thing's for your heiny (BLAOW!)So meet the genuine, keep it on the hush hushThat slow flow ain't the only way I crushI break it down to stone like MedusaYou lose ta what you ain't used taAll aboard express train for painBigger than membranes that leave you in stainsNow hang on cause my freestyle's a winnerThe verse slayer, so say a prayer like your dinnerMC's all know that I'm a menace (I'm a menace)And I won't finish.. until you finish (HAH)I come from a life of a cornerWaitin for my house fat pool plus a saunaCraig Mack's the man cause I got itAnd ain't a mother*****in soul (?) (not a mother*****er bwoy)Cause I'ma boom bash, crash, smashYour whole program your program ain't worth a damnThe unquestionable, impressionable messiahLike that John Sparks say, the world is on fireSo take your time cause your turn's gettin closerThe new world's now hell and Craig Mack's the hostGhost (one..)And now, "Project: Funk Da World" bwoy, hahhh!Hahh, Mack-a-docious, presents..
