The Funk Lord (Funk, Southern Hip Hop, Dirty South, Gangsta Rap)

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[Verse 1]
All my life I have been a hater
I would like to ban all you bitches like I was Ralph Nader
See you later
Probably in hell because I'm a fornicator
Taking you on a funky tour like Outkast through Decatur
This Sleestak is getting them fat stacks
I've been rhyming since I was in school rockin' them backpacks
Now I'm an old man spittin' over these sax tracks
And pressing you like inserting some thumbtacks

[Chorus: sing song delivery]
I'm the funk lord
Straight from my brain and out of my mouth these lyrics have poured
Been doing this so long my microphone still has a cord
I have piles of words that I hoard
they sit there hastily stored
When you address me call me milord
I'm riding this beat like a skateboard
and wielding my lines like a broadsword
so get ready to get floored

[Verse 2]
On scrolls I have reams of rhyme schemes
my brain is always about to bust at the seams
but not everything is as it seems
sometimes it's a nightmare to follow your dreams
your enemies could be waiting to kick shit off like special teams
leaving you standing like a deer in the high beams
but this buck has horns
this ghetto rose has thorns
I've been marching this pavement so long
that my weary feet have corns
Waking up early and smelling the coffee
on so many hopeless morns

[Chorus: sing song delivery]
I'm the funk lord
Straight from my brain and out of my mouth these lyrics have poured
Been doing this so long my microphone still has a cord
I have piles of words that I hoard
they sit there hastily stored
When you address me call me milord
I'm riding this beat like a skateboard
and wielding my lines like a broadsword
so get ready to get floored

[Verse 3]
As I muddle through life's puddles
I'm aware that It's a one-man huddle
nobody's going to hold your hand and cuddle
everything can blow up like the Challenger space shuttle
You have to assess every situation
and realize your actions can be the causation
of your own ego deflation
and frustration
try to fly straight and stay in formation
if you want to take first place in
this race, that we all are racin'

[Chorus: sing song delivery]
I'm the funk lord
Straight from my brain and out of my mouth these lyrics have poured
Been doing this so long my microphone still has a cord
I have piles of words that I hoard
they sit there hastily stored
When you address me call me milord
I'm riding this beat like a skateboard
and wielding my lines like a broadsword
so get ready to get floored

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