Chorus: Bilal Jill Scott. Alright.....Okay [4X']. Alright......We'll make it funky for you now. [Common]. I'm a child of the ahh - The 87 ahh. From the streets - Get on a beat and go ahh. I could break it down like whatever ya ahh. On some K-R-S be here forever type unh. You-you-you-you know you shouldn't rhyme like unh. Let them pussy niggas get in your mind like unh. Baby boy you could do it take your time do it..... If you get the chance. To be a man in a b-boy stance and advanced from the go. I'll trace outer space with a unh. The baby-sitter of styles - I've traveled miles with. bitches and....I've traveled miles with...... I've traveled miles with bitches and brew the ritual. of the real unh. Your platinum but real unh's don't feel you. You sampled real unh's and then filtered. I'm built to last - at last I'm free. The Roots and SV be the family tree. SV and the Roots be the family tree. The Roots and SV and the tree is unh. Come on. Chorus;. As long as it's funky....alright..okay [yeah]. As long as it's funky...alright. As long as it's funky...alright...okay. As long as it's funky...funky for you now. I style for the ohhh - wild for the ohhh. Baby girl let's go half on a child for the ohhh. Lick shot's pop lock and blaow for the oohh. Like Ra-I'll move a crowd for the ohhh. You talkin' loud but ain't sayin' ohhh. Trickin' paper on a unh... Captain Save-a-ohhh. I've never been.. the type of nigga... to take.. a broad to the courts. As a shorty I was always into sports. Now I talk to drums and walk in slums and thoughts that's ohhh. Instinct to hustle-divided by the struggle. Plus a couple of scuffle's and up to high shuffle. Even when it sound muffled... I bust through.. narrow gates... with king-sized thoughts that's sparrow shaped. Before I came up I had to elevate. Let a nigga move where he wanna move up to. You don't like how I'm livin... well fuck ohhh. I stuck to what I was on... a star is born on a cusp. Many angel's fell to the dust. Leavin' me to trust... only a ohhh. Leavin' me to trust y'all only a ohhh. Leavin' me to trust in a - ahh ohhh ohhh ohhh. ohhh. Yo. Chorus: repeat 4X. As long as it's funky [yeah]. alright..okay. Let your.. imagination.. dance to the... Dance to the.. dance to the hey. Like nobody's watchin in a b-boy stance to the hey. I'm funky like Africans in France to the hey. Yo hey.. kick in the bass you... Chasin paper like a bitch in a race. Spit on or death I still ain't picked up the ace. The hundred.. styles I run with thick in the race. So let's ohhh.. yeah unh hunh. Chorus.