New York What Is Funky

[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 [x5]

[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 [x4]

[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 [x9]

[repeated with more random samples]

Puerto Rico, aight, aight? [x12]