Ladies and Gentlemen, as you know we have something special down here at Birdland this evening. A recording for Blue Note Records
Yeah, yeah yeah. What's that? Yeah, yeah, yeah. Funky funky, how bout a big hand now? Wait, wait a minute.
Groovy groovy jazzy funky pounce bounce dance as we Dip in the melodic sea, the rhythm keeps flowin, it drips to MC Sweet sugar pop sugar pop rocks it pops ya dont stop Till the sweet beat drops I show and prove as a stick in move Hear the poems recited on top of the groove Smooth, mind, floating like a butterfly Notes start to float, suttle like a lullabye Brace yourself as the beat hits ya Dip trip, flip fantasia
Feel the beat drop, jazz and hip hop Drippin in the dome, and mix is on and bop Funk and fusion, a fly illusion Keeps ya coastin on the rhythem you're cruisin Up down round and round, round but found But nevertheless ya gots to get down Finesse the freak thru the beat so unique Ya move your feet, the sweat from the heat
Back to the fact I'm the mack and I know that The way I kick the rhymes, some would call me a poet For steady flowin goin showin likes the sound Caught in the groove in Fantasia I've found Many trip the tour upon the rhymes they soar To an infinite height to the realm of the hardcore Here we go off I take ya Dip trip flip fantasia.
Jump to the jam boogy woogy jam slam Bust the dialect im the man in command Come flow with the sounds of the mighty mic masta Rhyming on the mic I'm bringing sucka's near disasta Bucoo ducks but I still rock Nike With the razzle dazzle, star I might be Scribble drabble scrabble on the microphone I babble As I flip the funky words, into a puzzle Yes yes yes, on and on as I flex Get with the flow words manifest Feel the vibe from here to Asia Dip trip flip fantasia