let the funk flow

Lyrics

relax while i tax, or you can just max, it really doesn't matter, just stay the hell back, poppin' much junk, now the time has arose-n, i pick your card and your name has been chosen, not all about ) or the stick up scene, "let it flow!", you know what i mean, i'm the pmd, in the place to be, clock rhymin and i lock ya, around the tick-tocker, suckers steady clockin at the same time jockin, so a brother like md takes a chill and lay low, hypnotize your girl, while the funk flow, i got my girls to keep me pumpin, just like getti, use the same fuel as mario andretti, kickin butt in the beginning all the way to the end, he drives, i rhyme no matter what we win, i come fully equipped, with the mic on my hip, so if you real, it's no time to slip, 'cause when it's time for some action, check on the mic-hael jackson, do a spin grab my nuts, and start taxin, let the mc's know that i shock like lightning, they mess with the e-double-e, i sounds frightening, so let the funk flow, "let it flow!", blastoff, and off you go, we usually take off fast, but now we take up slow, i would say ), but i'm not leavin', i don't wanna go, but the girlies keep screamin, so i will stay, if that's fine wit you, but i won't leave, until the party is through, so while i'm here, let me get funky, fiendin for the rhyme, put the pep in your step, the stride in your glide, epmd them goin' nationwide, while the bass is steady pumpin and the beat be like thumpin, you lose your cool, then you start jumpin', you're out of control, and i'm right on track, in seconds later i work the bone out your back, to mess with the two is to mess with hot water, we like to hang, torture then slaughter, all sucker mc's, who proceed to intrude, e said, say what but i'm in the mood, for dishin and dismissin, all those who don't listen, reel the ones whose in, as if we was fishin, so in eighty-eight, no wait i think it's too late, cause in eighty-seven, you bit on the old bait, so let the funk flow, "let it flow!", lounge homeboy you in the danger zone, when the brother pmd is on the microphone, the slow momentum of my rhymes are divine and combined, to go off beat, and come back on time, to maintain and explain, but never sound the same, and when it comes to do this, very few remain, people on my jock for the rhymes i invent, dip in a phone booth just like clark kent, step out dressed to impress, with no intention to fess, chillin' hard, with the p on my chest, rhymin on the mic, while the beat rocks steady, throw a funky fresh rhyme and mc's fetch it like freddy, listen to heavy metal, hardcore rock 'n' roll, drink a six-pack, maybe miller or stroh, that's not the move, it's about hip-hop, the love that y'all playin' and screamin had to stop, let's get it straight for nineteen eighty-eight, for it can sound fine for nineteen eighty-nine, i hear the girls out there sayin' e is hot, that only shows you what juice i got, and if you don't like me, and you yellin' boo, there's nothin' wrong wit me, it's somethin' wrong with you, so let the funk flow, "let it flow!", so let the funk flow, "let it flow!", yo, this beat is sort of funky, man, i ain't worried about it, i know it's funky, "let it flow"