Five Minutes Of Funk (Explicit)

Five minutes of funk

Now the party didn't start till I walked in

An' I probably won't leave until the thing ends

But in the mean time the in between time

If you work your thing then I'll work mine

We came here together so we could have fun

Me an' you baby goin' one on one

Now this is the last chance for us to get off

So either get loose or you ought to get lost

'Cause I'm just about ready to do my thing

'Cause I'm the stone cold New York rap machine

I'ma give you what I got an' baby that's plenty

An' never has one man rocked so many

I'm'a make you wet an' make you sweat

Just to see how funky you can get

Now when I'm on the mic I do serve well

And I go by the name of the Rapper Jaili

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Now sit back relax put on your head gear

Get ready for a trip through the atmosphere

Gonna take you for a ride through the Twilight Zone

I don't need a space ship I use my microphone

So hold on tight with all your might

'Cause I'll be rappin' like this for the rest of the night

It's Jalil y'all your master rapper

An' when I'm on the mic it's a sheer disaster

'Cause MCs crumble when we rumble

Some think I'm soft just because I'm humble

So all you MCs I hope you're real good listeners

'Cause in this battle I'm takin' no prisoners

I'm slayin' MCs right on the spot

'Cause I'm the the master of the rap the doctor of the rock

The 'Jack of all trades' the master of one

An' the thing I'm at is called havin' fun

We got three minutes left to rock this funk

To separate the good stuff from the junk

So get in the groove an' feel the sound

An' once you're inside spread yourself around

From the bottom to the top the top to the bottom

Come on Master Dee get funky while we got 'em

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Me an' my partner from the start

We usually get together after dark

Sometimes to rap sometimes to sing

In the summer or the winter 'cause it ain't no thing

An' ever since I first came round

Side by side we'd throw down

We came here to this here place

To serve you all right to your face

Because this jam here is our show stopper

We didn't wanna do it but I guess we gotta

We're the men of the hour makin' the ladies scream an' holler

Too hot to trot too sweet to be sour

I'm gonna set the record straight

An' I hope that it is not too late

If you want the best I won't settle for less

Put your money on me I'm your best bet

Come on one for the treble

Two for the bass

Three for the ladies

Four for the plaid

Five minutes of funk this ain't no junk

So pull your bottom off the tree stump

Ladies real pretty city to city

But now we're gettin' down to the nitty gritty

From the bottom to the top top to the bottom

I'm gonna rock 'em while I still got 'em

Our rappin' shower has style an' power

An' this is our disco hour

I dunno if all of you have heard

So it's up to me to spread the word

About the man that we feel has got to be real

Our crowned Prince on the wheels of steel

He goes by the name of Grandmaster Dee

So if it's alright with you it's alright with me

We gonna rock you people's minds with ease

With some help from the Maestro if you please

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