Ultramagnetic Mc's - New York What is Funky lyrics

[19 second intro] [Kool Keith] Rollin with more info Intelligent mannequin, how real is the incense Life into motion, as we get raw with intelligence [Ced Gee] Stand up and count, the blood pressure's rising My short steady bulgin punches are surprising New York what is funky [random samples overlayed with vocals] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah {*repeat 5X*} [Kool Keith] Lyrical definite climax Through the uterus, girls get wild and cum wild As a gentleman, pickin my style with tuxedos on Sometimes I switch up, my flavor throw the hoodie on Walk with my Timberlands, on the beach sand Horizons fall, into place like a rainbow Turn up the lights human beings, see my brain glow Like new sneakers that's made from Yugoslavia I hit MC's behind the ear like the mafia Throw in my bones like chicken to Perdue Wipin yo' tail like Scottie tissue on your crew MC's, please, stop jumpin on like fleas My rate is so super kid, my roach spray atomic I got planets that rock like Soulsonic "Party people," step into formation Let 'em get wet and study mind copulation I'm cruisin 80 yo, the Caddy on the turnpike The Civic Center, the master come to burn mic Or La Cienaga, Hollywood & Vine Yo California black girls, I'm lookin through your mind Yo girl sit back, put panties on my dashboard I'm like a Corvette that's red, you're a pink Ford No time to play people, New York, what is funky [random samples overlayed with vocals] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah {*repeat 4X*} [Ced Gee] From the foreign legion, the war is in season There is no room for pleasin, bullets that tear up Don't want you for no arrow, here's my proposal Look straight into the mirror - ARE YOU WEARIN MASCARA?! Forever, Joe, I hope it ain't so If it's true you gotta go, break North, break South But you gotta leave the show, get help from the doctor Or see the chief rocker, burn down your cranium Brains say I'm drainin 'em, I don't see why I'm really entertaining 'em, makin them see the light Makin them see what's right, {?}, up in the area Once again I'm maxin, beats get scarier Hurry up, catch it, I throw it, you fetch it Like Fido have a ball, spark the buddha and you bless it Confess it, let me see you down on your knees Callin Father Ben, this child's been pleased Help him, teach him, reach him, keep him Show the inner scope, what else could it be? New York is it funky? Is it funky? [random samples overlayed with vocals] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah {*repeat 9X*} [repeated with more random samples] Puerto Rico, aight, aight? {*repeat 12X*}