one of a kind And you might have a painted slab but it ain't pretty as mine 'Cause my candy, worth mo' than money can buy Brought it to Funkmaster Flex
He's great Playing fame cause his name is known in every state His name is Jay To see him play Will make you say God damn that DJ made my day Like the
m sayin? (word) Yo! What's goin' on? Mr. Magic-you know what Happened? He slipped on us-he die. Pumpin KISS FM, we rock. To my man DJ Red Alert- we chillin
that We all need somethin to step to And don't forget to, cause I won't let you Dance without hopin that this come on next And if it go off, the DJ can't flex
talkin to that heartless mouse with no jewels on Who the fuck put you on Faggot ass nigga let men toss his salad like croutons I fuck with Fab get my DJ
're gonna do Is kick back swing a little funky beat by my man DJ Pete Rock producer extraordinaire Yo, Pete Rock, make it clear I can flex, bend, lend
it If there's a record for killin the most niggaz then yo I'm breakin it I wish a brother would flex I spray him up and then take all of his money and
told myself We did ah, I did his album and he did mine We did a funk flex joint, pete rock joint Dj clue joint, even royal flush joint And a hundred other
{dj paul [all]}(x2) If you niggas ain't scared throw your set [throw em up] (2x) If you niggas [throw em up](2x) If you niggas ain't scared throw your
't feel y'all [Chorus: Missy] I Said BOY!!!! REWIND THAT BACK If you talk *shit* yo might get slapped BRRRRRRRAAHHHH!!! Yup I said slapped Ain't no other
m talkin to that heartless mouse with no jewels on Who the fuck put you on Faggot ass nigga let men toss his salad like croutons I fuck with Fab get my DJ
's sittin on 20s Thinkin back, when I had the fall blue and black Pennys' Listenin to Faith on the Funk Flex tape (Ah-HEH!) Like BAM, before Diddy was
me? changes i've been goin thru cause i wanna be with u baby. dont u wanna be with me? ( cecile ) ah listen up mek me read out di application fi see ah which dj
Bronx up Krylon bandits attack; Planet Rock, Bambaataa Peace to Pylon discovering rap And the DJ that made the first scratch Paved the way for Flex, Mister
he's down with us Alpo - you know he's down with us DJ Surge You know he's down with us LV you know he's down with us Full Flex and Mickey They down
Redman, Apache, Vinnie and Treach Nevertheless, on the other side of town there's my brother Lord Finesse gettin down for his crown DJ Sirs, killin shit
gimme no scrub With Italian car's platinum cheques So I don't catch the bus Pushin' the V reg. Benz Bubble on in Never no love Catchin' the flex Out to the DJ
too Government checks, they flex with no dollars Two turntables and a plate full of collards Royalty checks we flex with few dollars But my DJ makes