Flex Off

[Scratched Sample]

Flex off the sounds that I'm pumpin'

[Double K]

Yo

We ride the rhythm, the fresh is what we give 'em

And Thes deliver the funk, to pump in the trunk

Down the highway known for doin' things my way

We jump on stage for the jump off and leave with a high pay

We'll take some money orders just for greenbacks

For mean raps

And Lord Finesse said it was off the meatrack

So heed that

Word to the brother, the vanglorious one

Notorious for hittin' the shorties and making 'em come

Up out that purse

I spit a hot verse and make 'em pay for it

The brother with the sly voice, no way you can ignore it

I should have been a pimp

Cuz I keep the people tapping feet on the concrete

I get the loot and hit the swap meet

And buy a brand new LA hat to go with that there

The fat Fred Astaire case rocker the weed clocker

So next time you see somebody pumpin' it up

Tell em all about the P and how we summons the funk

Because...

[Scratched Sample]

[Thes One]

The only thing I know I truly own is my time

So I'ma make the most of it and travel with this rhyme

The Earth is getting smaller it's all a matter of shine

From the solar to lunar radio tuners lock lines to the block broadcast across the Pacific

Skip a rock, leavin' audio waves to ripple

[Cock?] style is simple mainly rip a couple of clubs

Then me and Double Pump droppin' rhymes rippin the dubs

The Crockett and Tubs, doin' their thing jump on the plane

Promoters proud, sobbing like the end of Purple Rain

Train civic-minded Frank Lloyd Wright

Rhyme designed to let your

Bright mind protect the life line of predecessors

We the west coast professors study lessons of the yesteryear

Couldn't drop the baton with technical and [??] ear

It's on like a pot of green sleeves

People here still shining like we hanging off the chain

Like a chandelier

[Double K]

We watching the sound and breaking it down

I said the people of the P when we come to their town

We gettin' live just to survive

Not letting it be know. The facts will be shown

This music is so grown man

We the baddest six-figure endeavor

Since Tougher than Leather

Since the guy made 'em clap to this

Now I'ma pass to Chris and let him rap to this

I let the man rap to this

[Thes One]

There was a black man, a brown man, and some hip-hop fans

The hip-hop fans knew they were dope

It took the black man and brown man three years to lace the sound

But the fans, now they never lost their hope

Now when this dude drummin' stepfather with the illest tune[?]

Comin to illest summoning the realest rhythm and the rhyme

To feel that time is [???], just chill

With the P flexin still[???] and blow your mind

[Outro]

Oh well excuse me, we came to funk you

Welcome to station W.E.F.U.N.K

We funk, and we pump, as you already know

We came to steal the show

Good grief, thief, yeah

Hey, well lookit here

We a slave to the rhythm right

Pickin' cotton out of pill bottles

Hey Thes One, I think they hear that funk

Make 'em stop their foot

Now we hear everybody jammin' and its cool

We don't like it

And we give you this to stomp your foot

Go ahead stomp your foot, can you hear it?

Sounds like a heartbeat

Yeah, sounds real good, don't waver y'all

W.E.F.U.N.K., we funk