Funky Wunky

Finna travel in the uhaul, your rap crew too small
Watched interstellar in school y'all, cooper took a big fall
Conquest your crews mall, finna call y'all the gauls
Boy your just a dog, you like to play with balls
I want it to be said, like rock bottom said
Tickle my armpits, like my lonely grandma!
Sun gods the fam brah, put words to camera
You eat spam raw, like a meal of all coleslaw
Barry bee benson, livin' like the jetsons
Grab all weapons, like cows with the hefferin'
Measuring like calvin, tiger like hobbs
Like old ladies, with all the hypertension
You know the gods, we be corn on the cobs
Y'all want vagans, without the bobs
Kill steal and rob, just like goodie mob
Give the mic to rock bott, verbal grenades with the lobs

Spunky little cherry tree, got cut down and made us free
Plea for locations we can see, check out one or two or maybe three
It helps with frustration throughout the nation
So little boys and girls can be who they be
But doubters, they annihilate, protesters they incriminate
Hand holders, they accommodate, I see one, let me demonstrate
The media manipulates, people they intimidate
Corruption they consolidate, and the birds all work for the bourgeoisie
They may come rapping at your door but don't you do what they tell you
Searching through your drawers breaking things that are brand new
But don't fall into their trap, the things they say cannot be true
The MSG got your back, cause they got guns they will stick to
The rain of strife they call life, neverending pain like a knife
Through your chest, think you're stressed, you're just blessed
Death gets you free like the rest Funky armpit shirt, ya dig?



Credits
Writer(s): Merciless Gods
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