[Turntablism: DJ Reflux]
"Here we go, here we go"
"I got the funk flow to make your drawers drop–"
"I got the funk flow–I got the funk flow"
"I got the funk flow to make–make your kidney shift"

[Verse 1: Trials]
Give me a stage, a mic, three pints of dope nector
The name's Trials baby, professional home wrecker
I got this licence to step inside cyphers
And come tighter than vaginas with four fingers inside 'em
So step to a battle, but take the coward's route
I'ma power house, destroying rhymes until the power's out
What the fuck makes you think that these toys were dope?
I was flippin' twice as nice before my voice had broke
You better gift-wrap my nuts, suck the shaft to the bottom
When I'm rocking mics random lives just start dropping
We're top of this shit like garnishes, every time I test ya
You're like fat chicks on a jetty–under peer pressure
Try your heart out, become a dope rapper
I'ma still die hard like overdosing on Viagra
Now that's what happens when the Funkoars rip ya
We stomp the break, and shake your place's Richter

[Chorus 1: Trials]
If your name's Mila Kunis, you're getting kidney shifted
After ten rounds of schooners, you're getting kidney shifted
Blonde girls with fake hooters, you're getting kidney shifted
You're getting kidney shifted, you're getting kidney shifted