Here Come The Lords

LETRA

Here Come The Lords

[DoItAll]\tHey yo Funke wake up!
[Mr. Funke]\tHuh?
[DoItAll]\tTurn your radio up!
[Mr. Funke]\tWhat?!
[DoItAll]\tIt's us!
[Mr. Funke]\tIt's US?!
[DoItAll]\tYeah listen to the cut!
\t\tIt's our style!
[Mr. Funke]\tOur style?
[DoItAll]\tYour style
[Mr. Funke]\tStop brother
[DoItAll]\tAiyyo nigga wake up, \"let me show you some-thin!\"
\t\tListen to the way they flip the metaphors and phrases
\t\tListen, listen, it's drivin me CRA-ZY
\t\tCause everytime I do a style and flip it kind of simple
\t\tBrothers say, \"That's fat,\" and do it on the demo
\t\tFrom a demo to a promo now a hit on the radio
\t\tNext thing you know, they'll be doing our video
[Mr. Funke]\tSame one?
[DoItAll]\tSame one! Concepts, whole nine
\t\tAnd crazy similarities to the whole rhyme
\t\tI'm not worried though (why?) I'm flippin hits from the grill
\t\tAnd in the underground only real stays real, so umm
\t\tcheck the skills, the skills are kinda ill and yo
\t\tHere Come the Lords, cause we're here to make a kill!

(Here Come the Lords) 7X

[Mr. Funke]\tAiyyo, Marley!
[Marley]\tAiyyo whassup knocka?
[Mr. Funke]\tDo you hear these suckas tryin to clock the Lord Chief Rocka
[Marley]\tYeah I hear em, they're just a bunch of clones on your bone
[Mr. Funke]\tHold up, I'm tryin to figure out where could they get my style from
\t\tAiyyo wait a minute, remember the tape you shopped around a while back?
[Marley]\tYo what, wasn't that your boys?
[Mr. Funke]\tNow they got our stuff down pat!
[Marley]\tYo man don't sweat it, just show em why they call you Mr. Funke
\t\tYo Lord Jazz, pass me some of that Brass Brass Monkey

[Mr. Funke]
Here Come the Lords, Here Come the Lords, Mr. Funke don't you see me?
I told you we were comin, you suckas didn't believe me
The Skipper, my Lords style stick like Jack the Ripper
I'm hangin other rappers like your girl hangs on my zipper
Lord Jazz, hit me one time, make it funky
Stop being stingy knocka, pass that Brass Monkey
I step, off a stage, everyone knows, who I am
Grab the mic like Teddy Riley and I _Jam_ (chicka, aawww, Jam)
Give me the mic and watch me wax that ass *horn sample*
Keep the camera moving cause I'm kinda fast *horn sample*
You can trip, you can flip, you could even slip or dip
but you'll never ever rip, Funke style as good as this
Because you sound like you're drugged, you might as well be a singer
Your whimsy couldn't touch me if your name was Sticky Fingaz
So when I come around, don't try to be down, don't try to be down
Just dig the sound, cause here comes the Lords of the Underground

(Here Come the Lords) 7X

[DoItAll]
Well umm, open up the doors and yell, Here Come the Lords
Yell it loud yell it loud, let me hear it from a crowd
I packs em, _In the Closet_ like Michael Jackson
And love to hear the girls go OOH when I'm rockin
So catch it, no stutter in my flow but I wrecks it
And caught you on the dillz from my jam called _Check It_
Check it check it check it check it microphone check it
Yeah, you went wild, cause your moms digs my records
So come on, I'm takin you where the sun don't shine
The underground, but everything is fine
I rhyme, copacetic, unless it gets hectic
Your vocal chords'll get CRACKED, you gets no chloraseptic
So hit em, so chill, chill man chill
I know who used to be but now who's _Top Bill_
Well it's me, and yes, I am back by the Funke
Marley filled the House with Hits so you know The Lords are chunky
We stink, like pee-eww, funk from my shoe
But what about this funk, can two brothers like us do
but get down like James Brown and rock the whole town
Hah! And now The Lords have broke ground

(Here Come the Lords) 7X
(Here Come the Lords) 7X

* Lord Jazz cuts n scratches 'Here Come the Lords' *