Y'all ready for this? Yeah! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Rastafari, son of a... ***! One, and here comes the two To the three and four Then I drop the beat I have in store Lay the lyrics on the top like a Rod, make it sound smoother Later make a dub, enunciate well So that you can tell I am not illiterate, no not even a little bit Nothing like an idiot Get it? You want the record? Cool, I'm with it Let the rhythm trick you, shake it cause it picks you As I turn the knob to the door You escape through Go in like a nut, don't be a pup And I let it play cause dressin' funky enough Rastafari That's getting funky Watch the smooth lyrics that take place If you want to know the reason Why it must be funky I am not a jackass, meaning I'm talkie So I will play the game like a tree Drop the funk and do the mix so the bass will never fade Shippin' shippin' to the stations in your jurisdiction Brothers say I'm dope and the others think I'm bitchin' No crowd can avoid the D-O to the C When the P-E-O-R-F-O-R-I-M-I-N-G on the stage See the simple fact is I am dope and *** I rock a funky beat without a corkscrew And here's my conclusion, you will enjoy the fusion And I will ascend with the style that I am usin' Knowing that it's tough, finished now I'm buff I think I'll let it play cause play it till it's funky That's getting funky Drag make the funky hip-hop music so check it Listen to the kick, poppin' with a click And with no rehearsals, I'm poppin' funky verses Stupid with the visuals, I think that you are relying on You love it when it battles with the fact that I am lying on suckers Never come close cause of knowin' There's no stoppin' the Doc when I am throwin' But it be a bitch, so I will try to juice this Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless I don't give a damn, don't think that I am jokin' Cause I don't think he is funny when you're messin' with my money And stupid tell me this, you'll try you gotta stop him But with no frills, so I just drop him Continue with the rhyme and make sure I get mined With no statics cause it's Southern, I send G to get my nine But lessons have been learned, now I get it, all I'm tryin' to let it play When the people say, Trey, oh, you've been funky enough Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless I don't give a damn, don't think that I am jokin' Cause I don't think he is funny when you're messin' with my money And stupid tell me this, you'll try you gotta stop him Cause I don't think he is funny when you're messin' with my money Then with the Dio to the C, I need a break so I can check around See who the hell that is sittin' down, I want all chairs off the floor And if he stands to the wall, show him the door And I'm kickin' the beat to give you somethin' to rock to I go nonstop to not to look at the clock you perceive But can't believe you're bein' taken By a beat so cool you start shakin' and shiverin' Cause I'm deliverin' the answer Happens to me if you're a helluva dancer You try to sit in but it just won't work Cause the beat is so fresh, so tell me, tell him Don't be funky enough Sing it with me It's gettin' funky And with the help of the Dr. Dre, kick it Funky Funky It's gettin' funky on the mix now It's gettin' funky on the mix now It's gettin' funky on the mix now It's gettin' funky on the mix now Put it in the middle And drop it on the one, boy