To let niggaz know, that if you fuck with Big-and-Heavy
'Cause I'm knee deep in the beats
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' glocks is
Now I pack gats, to stop all the snitches
Come on the ave, I'm real hard to find now
What's love, got to do
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
Strapped like bamboo, but I don't sling guns
Beatin' motherfuckers like Ike beat Tina
But I can't feel that hardcore appeal
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
MC's got to feel one, caps I got to peel some
Bed-Stuy, the place where my head rests
The rocket launcher, Biggie stomped ya
I'll make you prove that it's bulletproof
This ain't Christopher Williams, still some
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
Just 'cause I joke and smoke a lot
That's why I pack a nina, fuck a misdeameanor
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
Huh, I'm doin rhymes now, fuck the crimes now
I add a little funk to the brain
How I smoked funk, smacked bitches on the backside
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
Especially when I'm drunk off the liquor
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
Niggaz sayin', "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle"
Says who? Says me, The Lyrical
Fifty shot clip if a nigga wan' test
High as a motherfuckin' helicopter
All I want is bitches, big booty bitches
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
That you're screamin, baby, I'm dreamin'
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
Until we motherfuckin' meet again
Relentless approach, to know if I'm broke or not
Just for niggaz actin' shifty
So I guess you know the story, the rap-side, crack-side
When I'm rippin' all through your whole crew
Left the drugs alone, took the thugs along with me
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
For the jackers, the jealous ass crackers in the
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
Natural to eat you niggaz like chocolates
The funk baby
Don't mean I don't tote the glock
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
Sticks and stones break bones, but the gat'll kill you quicker
The funk baby
From stayin' in my business, what is this?
It's type simple and plain to maintain
Used to sell crack, so I could stack my riches
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I got bags of funk, and it's sellin' by the tons
In the Land Cruiser Jeep with the Mac-10 by the seats
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I get up in that ass like a wedgie
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
Hold ya head, 'cause when you hit the bricks
I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk
The funk baby
I got gin, mad blunts, and bitches suckin' dick
Niggaz wanna know, how I live the mack life
Making money smoking mics like crack pipes
Sixteen shots for my niggaz in the pen
