East Coast Funk

{Don't worry about it..}

[Daddy-O]

Yeah.. whassup niggaz? We in here, uhh..

Now do you wanna start this? Well I don't think you do

If we was in L.A. boy, a martyr's what they'd call you

But since we're on the East coast, I'll just say ya punk

a little nuttin ass frontin ass nigga poppin junk

You can say this beat's, a little somethin for you to ride to

I might be kickin your hyde too, so watch it where you step

This is deep fried funk, like the chicken in the chop

{NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks}

Chorus: {unknown singers}

East coast is funky, so funky

So parlay to the Daddy-O funk

East coast is funky, so funky

So parlay to the Daddy-O funk

{NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks}

[Daddy-O]

Now this ain't Oaktown, it's New York son

but the funk still flows like it does with Ant Banks and Spice 1

Takin no prisoners, makin sure I come off

cause iffin I don't, niggaz think I'm goin soft

I had to come back strong, cause it was quiet on the Stet

So I'm givin you a taste of how funky I can get

Kickin a do-re-mi-fa-suck-my-{TASTE}

Twelve cuts on the LP, so what's your pick?

And if you can't take it, then back up off my ego

Gimme a break, or just let a nigga know

So when you start askin me, who got the props?

{NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks}

Chorus

[Daddy-O]

I grew up po', and the streets were rough

And when times were hard, a nigga had to get tough

So when I was broke, I had to take to the street

Ten and twenty deep, duckin from the heat

East packin no chrome, cause it shines in the dark

Only black steel as I roll through the park

People said I was mean, I was doin what I had to

Needed some dough, I wouldn't hesitate to rob you

And I might get stopped by the cops

Ripped of my props and I might get locked

But I don't care, at least I ain't concerned

And if this is a lesson then I guess I gotta learn

But I ain't goin out like a sap

Cause if they lock me up you best to think I'm comin back

Grabbin my gun, and as the hammer gets cocked

{NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks}

Chorus

{NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks}

{NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks}

[singers ad lib to end + Chorus again at end]