Coolzey - Funk #69 Lyrics
Coolzey - Funk #69 Lyrics
Hah
I see you didn't expect that
Rapping like Tip on a hot butter sex plat
But don't call it a sex rap
This is that old school new to the next rap
I guess you didn't get the memo
'He Did' the first record 'ckstoopid' was a demo
I'll be your host the Ghostrider
This EP all beats by Chad Scheider
Still puffing on the izm
Working on some new shit with my man DJ PRZM
Soon to tour Europe and Britain
Because Kool Chip said 'I am a slave to the rhythm'
You can't handle the whole weight
Keep my teeth clean with a fresh tube of Colgate
Keep my life flowing like a river
Pluck out your eye like an arrow from a quiver
While you run hither and thither like a headless chicken
Cs I detox my liver
I might remove your innards
While I'm listening to 'Nuthin Fancy' by Lynnard Skynnard
My apologies that last gag was mad cheap
Sometimes I dream I was hard just like Black Sheep
Sometimes I roll deep with mad peeps
Sleep on a pillow made of fine girls' ass cheeks
Petit oiseau
Le gare est finit
Tu dois trouver le trefle double
Soixante-neuf
War's over
Cold sunshine
Double clover
69
I don't lounge all day like an esquire
I got to get up in the fire
Feel my heart pump like a piston
Supplying funky words so the people might listen
I can't live on the chase
Got to relax kick raps at a steadier pace
I was in a pettier place
Talking mad crap on tracks
What a waste
The microphone I embrace
Hold it hard rock it right give the audience shakes
Even my mistakes is on purpose
Word to life and my my mama and my sister and black churches
For certain came to concoct experiments
Chad made the track man I'm feeling it
Cnd if you look you can witness me in your district screming
Can I kick it
So let it go professional lyric pro
Grew up on the boom bap and the jazz black spirituals
Flow swift and natural like whole grain cereal
Flame melt your ice grills I'm a propane stereo
My phonics frantic
My mind's ripe with hype shit
Cnd my vocab's titanic
These are hot documents we rocking with
My life is like a movie but ain't nobody watching it
War's over
Cold sunshine
Double clover
69
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Hah
I see you didn't expect that
Rapping like Tip on a hot butter sex plat
But don't call it a sex rap
This is that old school new to the next rap
I guess you didn't get the memo
'He Did' the first record 'ckstoopid' was a demo
I'll be your host the Ghostrider
This EP all beats by Chad Scheider
Still puffing on the izm
Working on some new shit with my man DJ PRZM
Soon to tour Europe and Britain
Because Kool Chip said 'I am a slave to the rhythm'
You can't handle the whole weight
Keep my teeth clean with a fresh tube of Colgate
Keep my life flowing like a river
Pluck out your eye like an arrow from a quiver
While you run hither and thither like a headless chicken
Cs I detox my liver
I might remove your innards
While I'm listening to 'Nuthin Fancy' by Lynnard Skynnard
My apologies that last gag was mad cheap
Sometimes I dream I was hard just like Black Sheep
Sometimes I roll deep with mad peeps
Sleep on a pillow made of fine girls' ass cheeks
Petit oiseau
Le gare est finit
Tu dois trouver le trefle double
Soixante-neuf
War's over
Cold sunshine
Double clover
69
I don't lounge all day like an esquire
I got to get up in the fire
Feel my heart pump like a piston
Supplying funky words so the people might listen
I can't live on the chase
Got to relax kick raps at a steadier pace
I was in a pettier place
Talking mad crap on tracks
What a waste
The microphone I embrace
Hold it hard rock it right give the audience shakes
Even my mistakes is on purpose
Word to life and my my mama and my sister and black churches
For certain came to concoct experiments
Chad made the track man I'm feeling it
Cnd if you look you can witness me in your district screming
Can I kick it
So let it go professional lyric pro
Grew up on the boom bap and the jazz black spirituals
Flow swift and natural like whole grain cereal
Flame melt your ice grills I'm a propane stereo
My phonics frantic
My mind's ripe with hype shit
Cnd my vocab's titanic
These are hot documents we rocking with
My life is like a movie but ain't nobody watching it
War's over
Cold sunshine
Double clover
69
I see you didn't expect that
Rapping like Tip on a hot butter sex plat
But don't call it a sex rap
This is that old school new to the next rap
I guess you didn't get the memo
'He Did' the first record 'ckstoopid' was a demo
I'll be your host the Ghostrider
This EP all beats by Chad Scheider
Still puffing on the izm
Working on some new shit with my man DJ PRZM
Soon to tour Europe and Britain
Because Kool Chip said 'I am a slave to the rhythm'
You can't handle the whole weight
Keep my teeth clean with a fresh tube of Colgate
Keep my life flowing like a river
Pluck out your eye like an arrow from a quiver
While you run hither and thither like a headless chicken
Cs I detox my liver
I might remove your innards
While I'm listening to 'Nuthin Fancy' by Lynnard Skynnard
My apologies that last gag was mad cheap
Sometimes I dream I was hard just like Black Sheep
Sometimes I roll deep with mad peeps
Sleep on a pillow made of fine girls' ass cheeks
Petit oiseau
Le gare est finit
Tu dois trouver le trefle double
Soixante-neuf
War's over
Cold sunshine
Double clover
69
I don't lounge all day like an esquire
I got to get up in the fire
Feel my heart pump like a piston
Supplying funky words so the people might listen
I can't live on the chase
Got to relax kick raps at a steadier pace
I was in a pettier place
Talking mad crap on tracks
What a waste
The microphone I embrace
Hold it hard rock it right give the audience shakes
Even my mistakes is on purpose
Word to life and my my mama and my sister and black churches
For certain came to concoct experiments
Chad made the track man I'm feeling it
Cnd if you look you can witness me in your district screming
Can I kick it
So let it go professional lyric pro
Grew up on the boom bap and the jazz black spirituals
Flow swift and natural like whole grain cereal
Flame melt your ice grills I'm a propane stereo
My phonics frantic
My mind's ripe with hype shit
Cnd my vocab's titanic
These are hot documents we rocking with
My life is like a movie but ain't nobody watching it
War's over
Cold sunshine
Double clover
69