Verse 1: Peace Manuel
I’m Peace Manuel once again here’s somethin’ straight off the rack uh
And won’t be slow but quick to split the mic in the three-halves
As I begin to with my pencil write some funky down on paper
I might be here a while, so just put your seat back
And comprehend to my mental, instrumentals lie up inside my mind
So when the time’s up
I’ll send you way up high to the ozone layer, microphone slayer
See me flowin’ with the angels right up in the midst of time
I seek to find, my sanity somewhere I must’ve missed it
Talkin’ shit you get rammed and bleed I leave you panicking in realistic
Physics get with it as I eat emcees like some fish sticks and they know
They’ll be finished, no gimmicks when they see me gettin’ it funky

Hook: Kazja
Said I wanna get funky
I wanna get down (feel the funk baby, shake those hips)
Said I wanna get funky
I wanna get down

Verse 2: Thetic
Sup baby, come over here, show you how to live

Rock back and forth like the oceanic tide as I spew out my rhymes
Ride these wave’s so smooth on the frequency I glide
I strive, to be all that I can
Give a mother fuck if you feelin’ me man
This my heart, this my soul
As jake perfected beats, I perfected the flow
We already know were dope like the smoke in the west coast
A sucka wants to talk shit, hang em from the mic rope
Now you dangle from the rafters
All you rapper’s actors
As we get applause brotha, ha
All you get is laughter
Devotion here and after to the style that’s so dapper
Silent as a shadow while your hearts I try to capture

Hook: Kazja
Said I wanna get funky
I wanna get down
Said I wanna get funky
I wanna get down